I had to give myself a lecture yesterday, a good chewing out! I was allowing the drumbeat of news about the virus to get to me, cabin fever was setting in, and despite a beautiful walking day, I just wanted to sulk. Ever had one of those days?
I can never predict when a “sulking day” will happen, or what will trigger it, but when it does it is impossible for someone else to pull me out of it. The only person who can get me out of such a mood is myself, and sometimes that doesn’t work. So I began to analyze the reason for my funk, and I believe it is the uncertainty of it all. You know, the only thing right now that is certain, is uncertainty.
One of my problems is that one of my best cures for a funk is to call a friend and suggest we get a burger, but that option is out these days. There is no one to join my pity party. So I took a walk and gave myself the same talk I’d give any friend who was gloomy. I reminded myself that Mother Nature was doing her best to turn my attention away from the virus. It was a glorious day. I wrote a friend I haven’t heard from in a long while a letter that was filled with memories of the good times we once had. I had a “come to Jesus” meeting with God. I told him/her why I was upset, and he/she told me to do something about it. In other words God gave me a “quit your bitchen, you got it pretty good” lecture. I turned off the computer and the TV and read a good book. I used my whole bag of tricks and it worked.
What I needed was a good chewing out.