Learning to manage…

There has been little, or no, escape from what has been on everyone’s mind recently.  This current virus pandemic has the world in a deathly grip, affecting so many physically and tormenting most of us emotionally.  How do we get through this?

Personally, I don’t know if I am getting through.  I certainly talk a good game, do my best in being cautiously-optimistic, but it mostly ends there.  That damn fear of the unknown sets in and shakes my ability to maintain a pragmatic attitude. 

I definitely watch newscasts far too often, just trying to stay informed, hoping to hear some glimmer of hope, even learn something new with regard to treatment and future preventatives for COVID-19.  The time spent not working and somewhat sequestered at home has given me more time to write.  A positive.  Conversely, this expanse of free time brings along too much time to think…and remember.  Kind of a double-edged sword.  At least for me.

What I need to do is just dive-in, head first, and busy myself with projects that I keep on lists in my office.  Yes, I’m a compulsive list-maker and I’m good at it!  I even keep said lists, in files arranged by dates, and review them often just to see what, if anything, I’ve managed to accomplish.  At present, I’ve accomplished moving that file box into a closet and thought, as I was closing the door, of that last scene from Raiders of the Lost Ark. 

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But…this week, these past few days, have taken the proverbial wind from my sails.  A very dear friend is currently undergoing virus treatment, on a ventilator and receiving Hydroxychloroquine along with Z-Pak.  Each day, brings another update from his family and a glimmer of hope.  Any thought of breathing a sigh of relief  is out of the question, the worst is far from over and the situation could change in a matter of minutes, even seconds.  And, in the last few days, friends lost their beloved aunt to Coronavirus.  None could be at her side when she passed and this heartbroken family now cannot gather to grieve and say good-bye at a time when families need to support each other.

I’ve learned, in fact, I think we all have, that families will quietly join together where they can to celebrate Passover and Easter.  All will welcome Spring, birth and rebirth,  according to their religious traditions.   All have learned that, at this tumultuous moment in time, taking responsibility for themselves, the community and the world is a shared, crucial, obligation.

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workshop-button-1From Mama Kat’s Writers Workshop:

What do you do to manage anxiety or uncertainty caused by the current Covid19 climate?

Write about something you learned this week!

I combined two writing prompts into my post this week.  One just seemed to blend well into the other.  As much as I wanted to write about anything other than COVID-19, there is just no escaping it!  Possibly I’m not allowing myself to take this pandemic lightly, as many people did, early in its assault on our country.  Once everyone lets down their guard and becomes complacent, the virus wins! 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

When I first looked at the list of suggested writing prompts for this week, I somehow latched

 

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Stay home, dammit!!

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Let’s face it, there is little to laugh about of late.  Fortunately, my having an extremely sarcastic personality (shocker, I know) allows for me to stand back, now and then, snickering over some of the idiocy that presents itself during this virus pandemic.

Hey, one must laugh wherever and whenever one can!

My particular, non-essential, employment came to a halt at 8 p.m. on March 21st.  I’ve ranted about the aftermath in other posts, given the foundation of my industry and its dedication to beauty.  Maintaining an acceptable self-image, especially where one’s crowning glory is concerned, is more important to most salon clients than changing the oil on their car.  At present, my stylist-friends share that their clients are mostly handling this situation well and many salons, for a nominal fee, are providing their actively-working clients with their formulated hair-color mixtures for self-application at home.  For them, I can well understand not letting those gnarly roots show while they are out in the workplace, still able to bring home a paycheck.

Now, for those currently unemployed, those retired and hunkered-down at home (where you should be)…who cares?  Weekly clients…it’s damn time you learned how to shampoo your own head, at least for the sake of cleanliness!  Where are you going that you just can’t plop a scarf, or a hat, on your head if you do venture out?  People are walking around wearing masks and gloves, most looking like they just stepped out, ready to rob a bank.  You, putting a covering over a 3″ wide strip of roots, or hair that hasn’t been teased high enough to touch the roof of your car,  won’t get anyone’s attention!  Trust me!

All of this brings me to someone (who shall remain nameless) who has demanded, insisted and, along with much pissing and moaning, refuses to acknowledge the dire situation involving the rampage of COVID-19!  This client (and, trust me, there are millions more like them) just cannot understand why any legalities, or safety regulations, should impact their individual lives.   Their sob-stories…“Just lock the salon door and no one will know.”, “If you get caught by the state inspector, just say I’m your family!”, “Well, I just HAVE to get my hair done and that’s IT!”.

I won’t share their name but…here’s their photo.  Feel free to distribute it from wherever you are. Just call it my bit to do some community service for the salon industry.

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You’re welcome.

 

workshop-button-1From Mama Kat’s Writer’s Workshop…Share something that made you laugh this week.

I’ll admit to not laughing about much.  Some of the endless virus meme’s that everyone shares bring a smile, others bring a pause, a reminder, to keep prayers going for everyone.  I’ll also admit to being scared, for my family and friends and for humanity.  That being said, beyond this, I cannot laugh at the selfishness of others when so many humans are scared and suffering with this pandemic.

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If there is anything favorable which has emerged with this COVID-19 nightmare, it’s bringing people together but at the required safe-distance.  Behind that is…time… and plenty of it as most people are hunkered-down in some element of self-imposed quarantine.  Suddenly, we have the almost unwanted luxury of little or nothing to do and plenty of time to do it in…perfect for the procrastinators of the world.  Like me. 

Let’s face it, the daily chores aren’t going anywhere and, in a moment fueled by a sudden burst of energy, laced with a sprinkling of focus, we’ll all dive into that pile of “something” we’ve been putting off.  But first, we watch the news for virus updates.  Then, onto Netflix before moving onto social media, just to check up on what everyone else is doing and swipe a damn funny Meme now and then… to share on Instagram.  We (me/I) troll Facebook walls to see how friends are coping and share a kind word when needed or…run like hell when someone is spewing things political from their home cave-dwelling.  Sorry, boys and girls, this is a time for everyone to pull together and beating up our national and local governments over this pandemic is almost self-defeating.   We know where any and all blame lies for the spread of this virus, move past it, get over it, and start being pro-active in flattening the damn curve and bringing the spread to an effing halt!!

Okay.  All of this being said, over and over and over…one nice thing, a positive, at present.  At least for me.  Having the time (yes that time-thing again) to contact friends you don’t normally speak with.  Interaction with most usually involves back and forth texting or other forms of electronic engagement, but…picking up the phone and enjoying a long conversation with a friend from school, or anywhere, can be a treat.  More so than family.  Family k n o w s where you are and just assumes that, if and when they call, you will answer.  They know your routine, you know theirs, and in many ways, there’s little to “chat” about.  Is it boredom with this entire situation…or indifference?  Certainly, there is great underlying anger with having to cope with a situation which has impacted everyone’s lives so greatly.  Much like what we all experienced after 9/11/01.  But, if that unspeakable tragedy taught us one thing…it was to keep our families closer than ever before.  Now especially. 

Until we can safely hug them again.

 

 

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