Why is everything so hard? This week, a friend came out to visit. She didn't even stay with us, but the visit was exhausting, expensive, and time consuming. Have I forgotten how to be social? This photo is from Meow Wolf in Santa Fe. She said it was the best thing she did on her trip, so I was happy about that. But to me the day was stressful and unnerving at the same time. Too much of my mental space is taken up with comparing how things used to be, pre-Covid, and how they are now. It seems like everything before was easy and cheap. Going out now there are roadblocks and barriers. It's aggravating, but of course there is no going back. I have to figure out how to be grateful and happy to be able to do things at all.
June 25, 2021
It's hard to shop for Christmas stocking presents online! (Even harder to get them where they need to go in a timely way.) My two-person "pod' is at risk. My young friend wants to sign up to be a teacher's aide, in person. That means she'd be at risk several days each week, which would make it hard/impossible for us to continue to live togehter. That's a pretty scary prospect: I've certainly lived alone, but not pandemic-alone. But my job is to be a good mom-equivalent, so I can't try to influence her. If it weren't for the pandemic I'd be in Georgia canvassing! Aarghh. The limits on hand-on helping is so frustrating. Same with climate: no direct action, no civil disobedience. The stuff we can do feels so pale compared to the need for action. But it feels stupid to risk COVID for a sit-in.
December 19, 2020