It has been a lllllooooonnnngggg……time since I have posted. Call it part laziness, part stress, part “life just gets in the way” and then there’s that little thing called a 100 year pandemic. Yep, I have a lot of excuses, and some are actually legit!
Well, basically, that’s not true. I have no good excuses (except for the last one) so I have decided now is the time to dive back in, get back in the saddle, walk off a short cliff and start writing. With the holidays and a pandemic going on, I figured I might have a thing or two to talk about, right?
So, let’s just start with the pandemic and what a mental train wreck I have become. I have always been an anxious person, but with COVID, it has taken my anxiety to Mars and back. I wash and sanitize my hands so much they look like I’m a hundred and three. When my daughter would come home from school (before it was switched to distance learning) I would insist she take off her “COVID clothes” and throw them in the washing machine before she sat down on any furniture.
When we would go to the stores, we were masked, and I dashed around the aisles like it was an obstacle course in the Olympics. I could dodge, weave, freeze, and pivot with such precision and speed. It was a thing of beauty. If someone dare creep into my 6 foot personal space, I would give the evil eye and zoom around them like they were a venomous snake. I thought I was smart and brave while my daughter laughed and ran away from me like I was a crazy circus attraction.
This has been going on since March and I am either really good at it, or I have completely lost my mind and become a shell of my former self. Whatever it is, I am looking forward to a time when I can calmly walk around a store, actually see people’s mouths, and have hands that don’t look like they constantly need medical attention.
Confused Woman! 
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