This past week was a bit stressful.
Most of it was at the hand of my employment – planning interviews, setting up Zoom links, inviting candidates, chasing after candidates for their resume and references even though I sent at least three emails asking for them, answering requests for records, and the constant search for PPE supplies for employees that still work in the office one or two or three days a week.
There’s more, but I will not bore you or whine because I still have a job. For that, I am blessed.
Every week, there seems to be something to order online or pick up curbside. This past week, I stocked up on more food. Apples, sweet potatoes, lunch meat, fake cheese, frozen vegetables, etc. And I bought batteries and printer ink. Exciting!
The waffle maker I ordered last week showed up at the door on Wednesday and Friday the waffle mix and maple syrup came via the delivery guys who Natasha continues to thank from the patio door. As I write, I am yet to put the three items together, but that’s because I’ve been busy trying to make my own face masks. I haven’t sewn in a while, so I can tell you I would never be invited to Project Runway. The masks are still a work in progress.
During the week, a few interesting things happened.
On Thursday, this guy captured and killed a robin out on the patio, much to my chagrin. Natasha tried to get him to let go of the robin outside, but he squeezed past her and took poor birdie into the bedroom as a present to his mom. Even though it’s now a great story to retell and laugh over, Gibbs did not get many accolades that day.
Yeah, I’m an ungrateful mom.
Meanwhile, Ziva snored through the work days and remained really cute. Except when she puked up her food and a hairball.
I’ve been out on a couple of bike rides, one on Friday and one today (it’s 60F and gorgeous).
The rest of the week was windy and cold and not good for even a walk around the apartment complex. No walks or bike rides messed with taking care of the work stress. This week is supposed to be warmer, but rain for the next three days. So, perhaps no bike rides or walks until Thursday. Might be a good time to fire up the waffle iron.
My brother wondered why I had a face mask on while biking. You might be wondering too. Well, considering the bike trail I connect with from home is a popular one and I never know how many people are going to be on it, I’m choosing to be safe. And provide a healthy fashion statement.
I’m anxious about when the State is going to open again. So are a lot of other people on both sides of the fence. Some people are upset by the Safer at Home extension to the end of May while others don’t want to endanger themselves too soon. I’m in the latter category. It’s going to be some time before I feel safe shopping at the mall or meeting friends at a restaurant or wandering aimlessly at the grocery store. The number of confirmed cases in Wisconsin had a new daily high on Friday, the same day a protest was held at the Capitol by those who want to go to the malls and restaurants and anywhere but home, but also want to go back to work.
The night before, nurses planted candles on the steps of the Capitol in a plea for people to be patient and stay home. As in politics, the country appears to be divided in our opinions and desires. I guess I will respect the thoughts of others and stay the course that lessens my own anxiety over the current state of the pandemic.
So, this was my past week. Somewhat tiring, somewhat exciting, somewhat frustrating, and somewhat productive, with a couple of opportunities to exercise. There are more work interviews this week (people…send resumes…please…ugh) and an opportunity to practice yoga while it rains outside. Til the sun comes out again.
A recurring gratitude (see my last post) is being upright, breathing, and healthy. I hope to stay that way for another week. I wish that for all of us humans.
How was your last seven days? Did they treat you well?