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A New Normal

The Coronavirus has hit my little part of Ohio . . . almost everything is shut down . . . starting to look like a ghost town around here . . . and not a roll of TP or a can of vegetables to be found anywhere . . .

I’m fine . . . my family is fine . . . I have plenty of supplies to last a couple of weeks.  Yes, I was caught a little unprepared and I swear I can hear Prince Charming’s laughing at me for not taking his “prep for anything” lectures seriously.  Right now my biggest worry (besides worrying that my mom might get sick) is “will I have enough green beans to feed Millie?” and “why the heck can’t I find any canned green beans anywhere?” . . .

The Public Library where I work has closed until early April.  Once the schools closed, the kids were coming into the library to hang out during the day.  And since we couldn’t keep the kids away . . . and since we have several staff members who are part of the “high risk” group . . . the Director decided it was best to “shut ‘er down”.

Even though the library is closed to the public, there is still work that can be done and most of the staff will be able to work partial hours at full pay during the shut down.  I work in the business office and was offered the opportunity to work from home.  For the next couple of weeks, I have to work four 4 hour shifts.  Two days a week at home, and two days a week at the office . . . I won’t have to work on Fridays!!  The library provided a laptop and a mobile hotspot to use as an internet connection . . . I just needed to find a spot to convert into an “office” for the duration . . .

So that’s what I did today . . . converted Prince Charming’s “Ham Shack” in the basement into my new “office” . . . and it broke my heart to tear apart all his ham radio equipment and put it away someplace safe . . . because . . .

And now that I have an organized work space . . . I need to clear out the clutter in the rest of the basement . . . and maybe tackle the spring cleaning . . . and . . . and . . . and

If nothing else, it’s going to be interesting . . .

 

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Dis Gon B Gud

This is my favorite GIF – Jason Momoa opening a lawn chair. I’m not a big Jason Momoa fan but this thing brings me so much joy.

He’s so cool and he opens that chair so easily. It’s poetry in motion. I wish I could do that move. But I’m not coordinated at all. It would not end well.

Today was the first t-ball practice of the season. I was loading the car with my lawn chair and tried to do my Jason Momoa imitation. It did not end well. I pinched my finger.

I hate when I’m right.

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November 2

I got a job at the local public library a couple of months ago.

It’s a cool job.  My official title is Account Clerk I . . . I do accounts receivable, I process invoices for books and other media . . . and a bunch of other really cool stuff.

I’ve met some wonderful people.  I’ve met people who irritate the crap out of me on a daily basis.  I get to see the new books when they come in.  I get to look at Advance Reader Copies of books that haven’t even been released to the public yet.  I joined Cookbook Club . . . which feeds my love of cookbooks and my love of cooking without having to eat leftovers for an entire week.

I’m happier than I’ve been in a long time . . . and I didn’t even hesitate to type the word “happier” . . . and I didn’t feel guilty that I’m “happier” . . .

Maybe I have finally started to find my new “normal” . . .

 

 

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Three Weeks

Today is three weeks that Prince Charming has been gone.

I have good days.

I have bad days.

At this point it’s a wash – it all evens out.

I have discovered I have a wonderful support team of family and friends.

But I’ve also discovered that I’m being too hard on myself. Everyone wants me to be “ok” so I am or I try to be what they expect.

I’m afraid if I let it all out that I won’t be able to make it stop.

So I am putting one foot in front of the other. And sometimes I stumble. And I worry about am I doing it right. And. And. And.

Then the doggies come and give me kisses.

The new normal takes some getting used to.

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