Is the pandemic over? It sure seems like it is, but I’m not so sure. I do feel, though, that having been vaccinated, I should not be required to wear a mask anymore. I also don’t feel I should have to complete this extensive check-in process when I visit my dad, in addition to wearing a mask when I’m there.
But that’s not the point of my story.
The point is, I’m struggling a bit. While I haven’t particularly enjoyed living through the last year, I have found some comfort in having a good excuse to stay home. I’ve gotten used to my quiet days, puttering around the house. Now that we’re free to move about, I’m getting less home time.
I should explain that in general, I am not a social butterfly, so don’t get the impression that I’m going out constantly. I’m not. But even the little bit we are doing is much more than what we’ve done the past year.
I’ve enjoyed finally going to a restaurant as opposed to getting takeout. You forget how much better the food is when you get it fresh from the kitchen and on real plates.
I’ve loved spending time with my friends. My book club is meeting at our homes again and I spent three days at the lake with my childhood girlfriends. I even had breakfast with a friend this week and have a lunch scheduled with another one in a couple of weeks.
With Tim being retired now, we’ve also been on the go a lot more because of the grandkids. We drove 2.75 hours one way once a week from April through June to watch a baseball game. We were in the car for 5 hours to spend maybe 3 hours with them. I’m not complaining. I started a new knitting project so I do have something to show for all those hours in the car. It’s been great getting to know Brady’s team, both the players and their parents. And I thought it was making our relationship with the grandkids better.
Things were easier with my dad when we couldn’t do things, only because there was a lot more free time for phone calls. Now it’s challenging to fit those into my days and there are days when I don’t call him. I honestly don’t think he minds, and he’s said he doesn’t want to affect our schedules. We can visit him, which is great, but because we live 30 minutes away, it fills up an afternoon.
Almost everything I’m doing outside the house is fun. I have a trip with my book club coming up at the end of August and a weekend at the lake with two other friends in September. But I’m already experiencing some conflicts.
Last year, it was so easy for me to do the 24 hours of cross stitch marathons because I wasn’t going anywhere. I may have to miss it this month because of other commitments. I was able to take online card-making classes and now it’s tough fitting those in. I was able to spend lots of time making cards, but it’s been weeks (until today) since I’ve made cards.
I also feel that it’s harder to get motivated. I hardly do any cooking now, Tim does all the grocery shopping. I bake occasionally but not as often as I used to. I’m reading a fair amount but mainly before bed. I have been very diligent with my walking but that’s suffered at times because of things I’m now doing.
Even my blogging has taken a hit and it was suffering before now.
So many things were easier when I was in my little cocoon!!
I don’t think I’m alone in feeling a little out of sorts because I’ve lost my home time. A friend of mine expressed the same feelings. Being retired, we didn’t have the hassles many families did during this time so it was a less stressful time for us.
Do you feel this way too? Or has it been an easy transition back into “normal” life?