Reluctant Hermit

I feel like I’m becoming a hermit. It will be a culture shock for me when we can mingle again. I had another inside day of listening to and reading books, plus lots of PT. I’m doing extra to see if that helps the MdDS get better faster.

I’m losing steam here with the daily blogging. I feel like I’m running in place. I am engaging in healthy activities and am prioritizing my self care, so that is a positive. It is enough for now. That’ll do, I hear Farmer Hoggett from the movie Babe say. I watched that movie so many times with our daughter, omg. Happy times.

I received a Christmas gift today, an adorable money tree plant. Yay, I have a new plant friend to tend to. I finished Christmas shopping today too, just a few things for the kids.

I don’t know how everyone else is doing, but this has been a long walk and we’re entering the stretch of thick, dark forest in the middle of the night part. I’m relying on gratitude, appreciation, surrender and trust to get me through. I’m not even pressuring myself anymore to be highly productive. I am happy to get some things done every day. I’m no longer in a hurry. I am grateful to be where we are.

I wish I were like I was as a child where I could live in my imagination and believe in fairy tales and fantasies. That way these days would be lighter and faster. I can’t pretend that everything is okay, or be all Pollyanna during this time, but I can be grateful and appreciate the positives because there are always some positives. Like my life is extremely peaceful now, and I’d like to keep it that way, though I don’t wish to stay this isolated. No people, more peaceful, lmao.

Maybe I want to be a hermit? We shall see hopefully by summer, as I’ve been reading. That would be so awesome if we’re able to move about by then. In the meantime, though, it’s pretty ugh. It’s dragging like when you’re having a slow day at work and you keep looking at the clock. Time is at a standstill. I say I’m never bored, and I’m not, but I’m feeling too cooped up, so I don’t make a good hermit after all.

I have nothing else bubbling up to write about. I’m all comfy and cozy, sipping tea. I will do another set of PT exercises, listen to books, watch TV with Drue and call it a night.

Michelle Miyagi
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