30 More Days

30 more days

30 More Days is the “order” to keep staying home and social distancing. Am I the only one who dislikes that term; social distancing?

I am thankful my MacBook saved my password for my blog, it’s been a while since I’ve been in here.

30 More Days

I’ve been out of work since December, self-induced. Back then, I had an offer but had to wait it out for a clearance. But I didn’t want to continue to work in the car business while I was waiting so I took a chance and quit.

Finally I got word in March that my start date would be April 6th.

So I’ve been home already, since December. Granted, it was not strongly suggested that I stay home due to this virus thing, back then. I was able to get out and about without worry, just like everyone else.

But since this pandemic is in full force now, there has been a White House Task Force created and daily briefings to keep us all informed. And I have mixed feelings about all of that, as do you I am sure.

Everyone is over on Twitter and Facebook now more than ever so I decided to take to my blog and express my daily thoughts. Or that is the plan anyway. I try to stay away from making broad sweeping proclamations but I will do my best to make it a point to get on here daily for the month of April if only to get things off my chest and put it out there.

Probably random thoughts, concerns, questions, and lots of bloviation is what you will find here for the next 30 days.

My thoughts have been all over the place with this new situation we find ourselves in. They’ve gone from denial, conspiracy theory, fake, to full on fear and hysteria. Part of me still thinks if I get this illness that I will die, for sure.

Lately, my thoughts and feelings have sort of evened-out I suppose. I am working out in the garage gym every other day which is helpful. I’ve been taking to my Instagram IGTV to share my thoughts in short snippets while I walk Jack.

I had to force myself off from constantly watching the news and I actually read a book, in silence. That was nice.

Still, I get on social media and it has been revealing. Some people I used to hold in high regard I have lost respect for, and gained appreciation of folk I used to scoff at. Interesting.

My attire is ridiculous. I’ve pretty much stayed in my husband’s oversized teeshirt, and that’s it. On the rare occasion I join my husband to make a grocery run and have to put on a bra and leggings, well, dare I say has become uncomfortable. I’ve gained 4lbs since this mess has started. That’s all on me, I know.

So here we are, with another 30 days of mitigation. People are rumbling and grumbling as they will always do. Others have rallied groups of positivity. People being people. I still have misgivings about a lot of this, the news, briefings, information and trying to decipher what is real and what is sensationalized. And hoping that we will learn a lot from this when it’s all over.

In the meantime, I keep washing my hands and sanitizing everything I come in contact with. Stay safe out there!

Author: Carol Marks

Living life after fifty. I am your charmingly bold Generation-X blogger and podcaster sharing my experience on what it is like to live life beyond the Big 5-0. Yes, it's possible and in some ways, even better than ever.

One thought on “30 More Days”

  1. I agree with your virus thoughts
    Sometimes I think this is not happening. I have NEVER seen grocery shelves bare. It has gotten a little better

    I do not believe the selfishness some Americans have become (with hoarding). Then there are others who have become hero’s. Thankful the selfish ones are in low numbers

    I believe if I get the virus I will not survive. I have asthma and comprising lungs with having multiple bouts with bronchitis and pneumonia. But I am not dwelling on it

    I am blessed none of my precious family have suffered with the virus, but it has affected some of my family who depend on restaurants being open. Hopefully this virus will end soon

    Thank you for listening to me❤️🙏

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