I’m so proud of all I accomplished yesterday!
First of all, I wrote a long, heartfelt post about still being able to see the world through rose-colored glasses even during the Coronavirus pandemic. I’m actually rather proud of how it came out.
However, I also:
- Did a deep conditioning treatment
- Admired the beauty of the snow coming down all day
- Spent time looking for, and finding, free online courses to help me bone up on my project management skills and add to my resume
- Enrolled in and completed half of one of the courses (I went with Alison but will likely do others from this list from Hive as well)
Once again, I was exhausted by the end of the day and I was in bed reading shortly after nightfall. I’m pretty sure the reason I’ve been feeling sick is seasonal allergies. The symptoms are following the same pattern as every other year. And one of those symptoms is feeling spent and wanting to go to bed hours earlier than usual.
(Another is sneezing so hard and so frequently that it scares my cats. Usually they cuddle on my lap while I have my coffee and write, but today they’ve scattered in terror.)
On the topic of sleep, one of the interesting things about unemployment is seeing how my body has adjusted to more natural rhythms. This is, in part, likely because of the digital detox I started last fall. I’ve had very little interest in watching TV, and I have a hunch it disrupts one’s natural sleep cycles in many ways. Without it, I’m falling into different patterns.
It’s fascinating to me to see how I start feeling tired as the skies darken, and naturally rise just before they start to lighten. My sleep has been wonderful lately.
I’m rambling. I started writing this post at 7 am, and I’d already eaten breakfast and put dinner in the Crock-Pot to cook. I’m setting myself up for another productive day. I plan to finish the project management course I started yesterday, do laundry, and tidy up a bit.
I feel a tad guilty that I’m enjoying being stuck at home with nothing on my calendar and all my time completely under my control. I know others are so miserable and stressed, and it feels wrong somehow to not hate this state of affairs. I felt guilty before the extreme social distancing measures to limit the spread of the Coronavirus were out into place, when I was at home because of unemployment and not going anywhere because I wanted to save money (and, to be honest, because I was already nervous about the Coronavirus, but I wasn’t telling anyone that yet).
I’m trying to get better about rejecting this guilt and being okay with contentedness. Yesterday’s achievement was productivity. Perhaps today’s will be owning my emotional state without feelings of shame?