Day 243 of Lockdown/Corona Virus
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shadowkatBeautiful Day. Since I had the day off, I took a two and half hour hike around the cemetery, checking out the lakes and turtle pond in the fall.
The above is the turtle pond.
About 3.9 miles or 4 miles in total. 10,900 steps according to my phone.
My phone tells me that I'm walking less this year than last, when in reality I'm just walking less in snippets. Previously I was doing a mile to work, and a mile home or .50 mile to one subway and .50 mile to train station, and .30 mile to office. With grocery stores lengthening the mileage at times. While during the pandemic - I walk 2-4 miles around the graveyard three times a week. It's all relative.
Prior to wandering about the Cemetery - which had very few people in it, so I could walk for a long time alone among the trees - I finished Virgin River - it's okay. 10 episodes. I found it comforting at any rate.
After wandering about the Cemetery, called mother, who informed me that my Aunt D was worried about me. She's worried because I am living alone in an apartment in New York City. She thinks I have a lot of friends - based on the people responding to my posts on FB, and figures I must miss seeing them. Mother attempted to explain to her that all my friends live very far away and are basically online. So I don't tend to see them normally.
I honestly think this is harder for folks who do hang out with friends a lot or go out a lot. I don't, and routine doesn't bother me all that much.
I really don't mind that the days blur together. In some respectes its less anxiety inducing.
I worry more when I find out what others are doing or they ask me what I'm up to - then I examine what I am doing and freak out. But when that doesn't happen? I'm actually content in my little apartment, walking around a beautiful cemetery, and working off of a small laptop. Apparently, I don't need a lot to be happy? Or content? I was really happy in the Graveyard.
There was hardly anyone there. Only saw about five or six people, and a bunch of landscapers driving about. It was for the most part quiet and deserted - just me, the birds, and the trees.
I don't really need people to be happy. Just some trees, sky, grass, and fresh air. People can be annoying. I came home, talked to mother - and she actually managed to depress me - I was tearful on the phone. I blame menopause, my emotions seem to swing on a moments notice nowadays. She felt the need to tell me (again) about her sister's best friend Kitty Bridges, and how she loved this girl, who may or may not have loved her as a friend.
And how she decided to reach out to her via FB to attempt to reconnect.
Mother: Kitty Bridges lives in a house smaller than ours with a big family. Where they fit everyone I don't know.
ME: Well a lot of people said that about your house.
Mother: We had a bigger house and less people.
(Geeze that house must have been small) And I remember her father got shot and killed coming home from work one day -
Me: Okay, you've decided to tell me a story about your sister's friend and it's a tragic.
Mother: No, she was close to us growing up and well I was wandering about on FB and got all nostalgic - there was a picture of my sister's girl scout troop and her picture was there - and so..
Long story short - she reached out and hasn't heard anything back yet. I hope she does - but one can never tell on FB.
Anyhow, I took a break from the news (for the most part) and social media (for the most part) today - by taking the walk and binging television.
The news is somewhat better - in that the election crap is finally gone from it. Oh the thing is still contesting along with the lets Murder All Good Americans campaigners, but the media has lost interest - since these idiots can't really do anything. The media is quite fickle. It will move onto something more interesting in the blink of an eye.
COVID has taken center stage again in the media's eye. It's been interesting watching our media's focus this year - it focuses on COVID, it gets bored of COVID and focuses on murder hornets, it gets bored of murder hornets and focuses on COVID, it gets bored of COVID and focuses on Black Lives Matter, it gets bored of Black Lives Matter and focuses on COVID, it gets bored of COVID and focuses on the California Wild Fires, it gets bored of the wild fires and focuses on COVID again. COVID has become the media's backup story, whenever it gets bored of anything - it goes back to COVID. It used to be Trump, but now Trump is competing with COVID for air time and COVID is winning. COVID ,lets face it, is more interesting and apparently harder to get rid of at the moment, than Trump. Trump will be gone in January, COVID won't.
NYC in the shadow of a graveyard, with trees.
The above is the turtle pond.
About 3.9 miles or 4 miles in total. 10,900 steps according to my phone.
My phone tells me that I'm walking less this year than last, when in reality I'm just walking less in snippets. Previously I was doing a mile to work, and a mile home or .50 mile to one subway and .50 mile to train station, and .30 mile to office. With grocery stores lengthening the mileage at times. While during the pandemic - I walk 2-4 miles around the graveyard three times a week. It's all relative.
Prior to wandering about the Cemetery - which had very few people in it, so I could walk for a long time alone among the trees - I finished Virgin River - it's okay. 10 episodes. I found it comforting at any rate.
After wandering about the Cemetery, called mother, who informed me that my Aunt D was worried about me. She's worried because I am living alone in an apartment in New York City. She thinks I have a lot of friends - based on the people responding to my posts on FB, and figures I must miss seeing them. Mother attempted to explain to her that all my friends live very far away and are basically online. So I don't tend to see them normally.
I honestly think this is harder for folks who do hang out with friends a lot or go out a lot. I don't, and routine doesn't bother me all that much.
I really don't mind that the days blur together. In some respectes its less anxiety inducing.
I worry more when I find out what others are doing or they ask me what I'm up to - then I examine what I am doing and freak out. But when that doesn't happen? I'm actually content in my little apartment, walking around a beautiful cemetery, and working off of a small laptop. Apparently, I don't need a lot to be happy? Or content? I was really happy in the Graveyard.
There was hardly anyone there. Only saw about five or six people, and a bunch of landscapers driving about. It was for the most part quiet and deserted - just me, the birds, and the trees.
I don't really need people to be happy. Just some trees, sky, grass, and fresh air. People can be annoying. I came home, talked to mother - and she actually managed to depress me - I was tearful on the phone. I blame menopause, my emotions seem to swing on a moments notice nowadays. She felt the need to tell me (again) about her sister's best friend Kitty Bridges, and how she loved this girl, who may or may not have loved her as a friend.
And how she decided to reach out to her via FB to attempt to reconnect.
Mother: Kitty Bridges lives in a house smaller than ours with a big family. Where they fit everyone I don't know.
ME: Well a lot of people said that about your house.
Mother: We had a bigger house and less people.
(Geeze that house must have been small) And I remember her father got shot and killed coming home from work one day -
Me: Okay, you've decided to tell me a story about your sister's friend and it's a tragic.
Mother: No, she was close to us growing up and well I was wandering about on FB and got all nostalgic - there was a picture of my sister's girl scout troop and her picture was there - and so..
Long story short - she reached out and hasn't heard anything back yet. I hope she does - but one can never tell on FB.
Anyhow, I took a break from the news (for the most part) and social media (for the most part) today - by taking the walk and binging television.
The news is somewhat better - in that the election crap is finally gone from it. Oh the thing is still contesting along with the lets Murder All Good Americans campaigners, but the media has lost interest - since these idiots can't really do anything. The media is quite fickle. It will move onto something more interesting in the blink of an eye.
COVID has taken center stage again in the media's eye. It's been interesting watching our media's focus this year - it focuses on COVID, it gets bored of COVID and focuses on murder hornets, it gets bored of murder hornets and focuses on COVID, it gets bored of COVID and focuses on Black Lives Matter, it gets bored of Black Lives Matter and focuses on COVID, it gets bored of COVID and focuses on the California Wild Fires, it gets bored of the wild fires and focuses on COVID again. COVID has become the media's backup story, whenever it gets bored of anything - it goes back to COVID. It used to be Trump, but now Trump is competing with COVID for air time and COVID is winning. COVID ,lets face it, is more interesting and apparently harder to get rid of at the moment, than Trump. Trump will be gone in January, COVID won't.
NYC in the shadow of a graveyard, with trees.
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Date: 2020-11-17 12:27 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2020-11-17 12:55 am (UTC)The other main difference - is no church gatherings (although I actually prefer the Zoom services weirdly enough), no commuting to and from work or interacting with co-workers - which I've mixed feelings about.
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Date: 2020-11-17 08:20 am (UTC)Nice. Like it!
Turtle pond is a good'n, too.