Due to the coronavirus pandemic, I've been locking myself down until I think it's safe to go out again. To alleviate fear and stress, my writer's group has put together a daily “morning pages” get-together on Zoom in order to touch base before starting the day. Here's some of my brief thoughts.
A FLUFFY COW!!
I wonder how they maintain their coats, but this is somehow better than those black cows I saw over in Taiwan.
I just realized yesterday that another week had gone by (…since last week) and I didn't learn the song for ukelele I promised I'd learn yet. Luckily, I managed to remember to ask for a week off before I start my new gig, and my manager graciously said yes, so I have a week where I can choose to do anything. And characteristically like me, I began stuffing it chock full of stuff I want to do, which isn't all possible within one week.
I need to prioritize ukelele, so that I have something productive to reach towards when I'm tired or bored or otherwise not working and awake. I think that's one difference between that hobby and everything else. Reading books is nice, and watching TV shows isn't bad, but it's very much a passive hobby that doesn't really build hand-eye-brain coordination, and heaven knows I look at my computer screen enough already.
I'm pretty excited to start my full-time gig. There's no lingering pits of dread, no feeling like I got screwed, no desire to really keep searching (and if I wanted to, I guess I could have), like that happened at my previous places. I think if I wanted to, But I feel happy here, and that's a strange feeling. It's a nice steady state I could get used to. I wonder if other happy people in the world experience this for longer periods of time.