Today is the first day of February. It is officially mid-winter, Imbolc for some, and halfway between the winter solstice and Spring equinox for all of us here in the Northern hemisphere.
If you are in the Northeast, it is also a day of SNOW. A huge storm is parked over us. Usually I love snow, but I am a little indifferent about this fluffy white downfall this time around. Honestly, I am feeling a little indifferent about pretty much everything right now. To put it in other terms, I have hit the Covid wall. I’ve lost track of how many months we’ve been #staying home and I am running out of ideas for everyone.
I also feel the huge weight of being what I have come to refer to as “the keeper of the sadness.” Everyone in my house is really feeling some sort of sadness, loss, longing, all wrapped in a big bastardly blanket of anxiety at this point and for all the quarantine I have tried to lift everyone out of it, distract them, talk them through it. But now…I’m just tired. And everything is heavy.
So, if you are feeling anything like this, know you are not alone. I don’t know if that is particularly helpful, to be honest, but I’m throwing it out there. I’m also going to throw out these few things that helped me this morning as I fought my hardest to get out of the dang bed and do this mushy what-the-hell-day-is-it shit once again.
This NYT article promising some good news about what all the new vaccines actually mean for things getting back to somewhat “normal”
Printing out this Drawing challenge and doing it with my kids (we are going to do one or two each morning before we start our bookwork and keep them in a binder together.)
I hope these things give you a little sprout of inspiration under the blanket of day 1,987,987,986 of this hot mess.