I am so psyched! For the past several months I’ve been dragging my fanny, and it isn’t funny! I’m so not the sit-on-my-bum kind of person. As a writer, I have options most people don’t have:
- I can work where I want.
- I can work when I want.
- Inspiration is a window, not a door.
- I can take on clients to write for, or I can get creative with my own writing.
- I’ve been working from home before it was a thing.
I could easily attribute my lack of productivity to life events that sort of stopped me in my tracks, not the least of which is the mad virus that has brought the world to a stuttering halt. That’s BS, a big BULL and big load of SPIT!
My method of handling life is to write about it, in my journal (which no one will ever see), and through poetry, fiction and essays. Some get publish; most do not.
Why am I psyched? I did a website redesign, or more truthfully, erased a lot of color giving it a cleaner and crisper look. Why does that get me going? This sort of comes under the heading of what COVID-19 has taught me.
- Like my website, I live with unnecessary clutter, yet fill my days with procrastination and guilt. The wouda-coulda-shoulda syndrome. I’m over it. One day at a time.
- I tend to equate busyness with productivity. So not true! In future, I hope to have the good sense to ‘finish’ one thing rather than half-assing five.
- I’m a more social person than I realized. I miss seeing friends and – really, folks – ZOOM is a crappy substitute.
- Hugging is healing. Virtual hugs are wonderful, but there is no substitute for a hug from a friend.
- When it comes to the virus and the future, nobody has ‘the’ answer. There are too many variables.
My daily prayer is that my friends in small businesses can survive and thrive and that the virus dies out, never to return.
So, why am I psyched? Because there is no alternative. Living in limbo waiting for the next alarming news report is a sad waste of time. I choose to count today as the best opportunity to be… well, me. And, yes, I am ever the optimist.
What COVID-19 has taught me more than anything is to live each day as best you can. We’ve lost so many to this breath-stealing monster. Don’t let fear rob you of the best life you can live, now.