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The darkness of January has set in. It's been Groundhog Day over here. No in-person fire pit nights or outdoor hangouts. It's freezing outside and I think there is fatigue. It is almost like we just want to wait until spring. I am tired of trying. I almost prefer to sit the rest out until the weather warms. So a funk for sure. Work has been busy which is great as I can dive in and just focus on that. However, the guilt sets in as I have a 5th grader at home. She is a very independent learner, but she as been lonely as I usually work part time and we can keep each other company or do stuff half the week. I am grateful that I work part time normally. It helps to keep us all sane. I can clean the toilets - that kind of thing. However, my mind has been heavy with the terrible fact that I have three people in my life with cancer. My aunt - 62, a friend at 70 and another friend - 40's. These people are suffering at one of the hardest times of their lives and their loved ones can't sit by them in the hospital. COVID is a nightmare. People are outside peering in windows or freezing in 17 degree weather talking to doctors because they can't be in the hospital (but are outside just in case). Vaccines are crazy. Its is like at the start of the pandemic when you would keep refreshing your browser to see if open slots came up for grocery delivery. I am not old enough to be eligible, but I am hearing this from everyone else. It's a really fractured and frustrating system. My parents are in their 70's and they have appointments in April (its Jan.) I want this to be over and I don't want to be sad and scared of death anymore. I always am to be honest, but middle age is a bitch. Add COVID and its always on the periphery.
February 2, 2021