I am supposed to be writing, but I keep finding other things to do. I have had a task in my Bullet Journal to write for an hour every day this week, but did not follow through.
So after I wrote that last sentence, I got up to make coffee. . . CRACK ON!!!
For fun food for my mind, I have been reading a mystery series set in a small town in MN, centering around a woman who owns a bakery specializing in cookies, at this point in the series. She has a married sister who lives in the town; the sister’s husband is local law enforcement. Her mom also lives in town. Currently she has two love interests who are both very different from each other.
I really like that setting and the clean storyline AND that she sprinkles cookie recipes into her stories, also.
For this trying-to-be-low-carb-and-hoping-to-some-day-be-keto woman, those cookie recipes present a slight problem with cravings. I have noticed however the keto items I have been baking/ making lately, taste pretty good these days. Cutting way back on sugar and on carbs that come from junk food, breads, grains, etc., has its benefits.
The COVID-19 Pandemic is disruptive to a measure, but I am still able to work part time and hubby is also working per usual. I make it a point to watch the Taskforce updates so that I can hear the truth and the facts directly from the “experts.” Otherwise, I listen to an AM Radio station out of Chicago for political commentary from an admittedly conservative viewpoint.
Because I have been working remotely for a few years now, though not exclusively, I am familiar with and comfortable with the tools required for that. A bit of a challenge and a new learning adventure is an add-in we are implementing. Should be fun getting it up and running. And who would have ever suspected that I would be THE IT department anywhere besides my home school Kingdom. All those times when I was troubleshooting my own issues at home have paid off in helping me to be more confident than I would be about tackling some minor IT issues.
I am sad about the cancelled and postponed events, especially for high school and college seniors. Such a bummer to invest so much time and not have the gratification of walking the walk.
This just in, I was just browsing Facebook instead of writing. . .how easily I am distracted.
I. NEVER. BROWSE. FACEBOOK. INSTAGRAM – YES. FACEBOOK, NOT REALLY. EVER.
LOL. Word just tried to add numbering formatting to this document because of my use of periods above. And I think I will title this “A Woman’s Inner Journey Through COVID-19 Stay-at-Home Order.” Is it truth or fiction? Only my hairdresser knows. No wait. . . she doesn’t know because I cannot go to her and have her wash my hair and trim me up and coif me beyond recognition, but in a way that is definitely attractive (thanks, Rainman). But I digress.
About my inner world, which I should probably write about if I want my title to be legit – it is in a peaceful and calm state and has been almost the entire time. It has been ruffled by thoughts about people rioting and looting at grocery stores – TP, eggs, milk, and every item that I really, really, really need; by actually being in the grocery store and seeing some bare shelves; by wondering if people are listening to the completely false information out there and acting on that information; and finally by the unknown about how long we have to stay-at-home and what our country will be like when we arrive at that point.
The rest of the time, I keep turning to God in prayer and reminding myself of the things that I absolutely know about Him and His character that are true. I suppose it’s a good thing that we (He and I) have been working these past few months on confronting my extreme aversion to pain and suffering. Ya know — when you get right down to the question of “will I still view God as good, as loving, as kind in the midst of pain and suffering?” I don’t like to go there in my thoughts, but I feel myself surrendering more and more to surrender and to believing that yes, He is the same no matter what the circumstances, and that WHEN I go through pain and suffering, He will be the same.
I just used the feature in Word where you can magnify/zoom in. What a blessing that feature it to my old eyes.
Anyhoo, I think this C-19 Pandemic keeps the reality that other than controlling myself (on a good day, as Danny Silk says), everything else is out of my control. So I get to moment by moment, almost, relax my grip and just try to enjoy the adventure of this historic time in which we are living.
I also believe it would be best to dream and to plan for a better future; I so appreciate Cy Wakeman’s “Ditch the Drama” strategy of if you are going to imagine an outcome/make up a narrative, why not imagine an amazing and fantastic one? That allows you to keep your peace, to keep your love turned on and to look for creative solutions.
Another way of thinking about it is to be thankful for what I do have instead of complaining, arguing, panicking, negatively reacting about what I do not have. Pollyanna had it right, actually. And personally I would rather spend my time full of hope and expectation of good for the future than the alternative.
Just had a funny short conversation with someone here in my hunker-down spot. I said, “my biggest fear is that you will forget that you have borrowed my cell phone charging cord and take it with you to work, leaving me without one at all.” Hyperbole, much? That is most definitely not my biggest fear (we covered that above) nor is it really a fear. What I should have said is that I am a selfish person who does not want you to borrow my cell phone charging cord because it might inconvenience me at some point. Wow, let it go, girl. [figuratively prying my fingers off of my cell phone charging cord]
I have easily surpassed the hour goal I set for myself for writing. Look at that. It has been fun and quite easy, as it turns out. I may not be interesting, but that was not part of my goal.
~prying my fingers loose, on the Indiana prairie
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