For the rest of us, locked down, working/not working, working with kids jumping on the sofa bored out of their gourds, or home alone with no sounds of any bouncing, or life, or those single-parenting through this nightmare, or having a D-Day, or God forbid you’re trying to divorce right now — let’s all have a nice primal scream together, okay?
(There’s actually an app that will let you scream into the vast Icelandic wilderness. We all need this.)
Your Friday Challenge question — What are you doing to self-sooth?
When life gets me down, my usual outlets aren’t open right now. I’d go to gardens, art museums, I see friends, attend a concert. I’m devoted to my Sunday art class (we do it by Zoom now, which is heroic, but it’s not the same.)
I will count my blessings, I have Mr. CL here to spend captivity with. He makes excellent soup. And has A+++ introvert skills.
To get through this, we’re watching a lot of Netflix and Amazon. And when I’m particularly grumpy (which is often lately), we watch Monty Don’s Gardener’s World.
Monty makes everything better with his soothing voice and his sleepy Golden Retrievers. (RIP Nigel). Mr. CL is snarky about Monty’s dress sense (“Is he wearing a burlap sack?” says the man with a Polka Pimp t-shirt). He senses my crush. Okay, it’s a open crush. I freely admit that Monty’s discourses on potting dahlias are giving me life. I want a crumbly stone wall and an English climate. I want black earth. I want to scratch the ears of those Golden Retrievers and lay down in a meadow of Queen Anne’s lace….
See? You lost me there.
How are you getting lost? What’s taking you outside yourself and giving you peace? Got a Netflix recommendation?
(My recommendation, other than our man Monty, is Mucho, Mucho Amor. Walter Mercado gives a master class on positivity after being betrayed.)
P.S WEAR A MASK!!!