Disclaimer: My husband and I have been lucky enough to continue to have jobs throughout this pandemic. I’ve been able to work remotely at home. Our kids are grown, so we don’t have the stress of balancing work and taking care of kids. It’s just the two of us and our two dogs. We have both managed to stay healthy so far. I know that there are people who are suffering right now because of loss of income and that there are people who live alone. I’m not insensitive to this. This post is just to articulate how I’m feeling at this moment.
Our state has slowly been opening up since May 1st and it looks like working from home will be ending very soon for me. I have mixed feelings about it. I haven’t had any issues working from home. I really like it and wish it were something I could do permanently. I can get my work tasks done with no issues. I love that it’s quiet and I have a designated work space with a desk. I’ve kept a routine each morning: I set my alarm for the normal “work time”, I get my workout in, shower, and dress, just like I would if I were going into work. The only difference is that I wear yoga pants and a t-shirt and instead of having to commute back and forth in a vehicle, I just have to walk into the dining room where my desk and laptop are located. I don’t worry about what my hair looks like and I haven’t worn makeup in weeks.
I do miss my co-workers and I have felt a little cooped up. However, I haven’t had any issues with social distancing and staying at home. I’ve been one of those annoying people who have actually been productive during these past two months. I’ve been working out, eating healthy (for the most part) and working on my personal development. I’ve read some really great PD books that have really helped me, both personally and with building my coaching business. I’ve used this time to do a lot of self-reflection. I’m (sort of) eager to get back out into the world to practice and use the tools that I’ve learned.
But I’ll admit, things are going to feel vastly different. I’m in no rush to go back to restaurants, bars or malls. As badly as I feel for business owners, I’ve learned that I really don’t need as much as I thought I did before the pandemic. The occasional carry-out food from our favorite restaurants, the periodic online orders of items such as books, have been enough to keep me happy and content.
I think that what I’m trying to say is that even though the pandemic was scary and there were times when I felt really anxious, life became a lot simpler and less chaotic. And I don’t want that to change, even when things go back to “normal.”
So part of me is really dreading going back to work at the office because I’m worried that the simple, quiet life that I’ve been living over the last couple of months is going to disappear. I’ll go back to the mental state I was in before: rushed, stressed, anger at things I have no control over, negativity, and toxicity. I’m in such a positive, grateful head space right now and I just don’t want that to go away.
In the meantime, I need to remind myself every day of this:
May your glass always be full,