Floating in the Amorphous Blob

There's been something of a cycle to this Sheltering at Home business. At first I was at loose ends, not sure how to deal with the change in time and circumstances. Then I got a grip and got busy. There was time and there was much to do and I tackled it all. After about six weeks I relaxed. I seemed to have gotten the idea that there was going to be endless time for everything and there was no need to push. I slowed down. I worked on the grandkids baby photos a bit. Did some reading, talked to friends on the phone. I watched two movies in the afternoon--something I only do when bed-ridden or snowed in. I highly recommend "Knives Out," but I caution that you have to pay attention. My mind was elsewhere the first time I watched it and I was quickly lost. You need to be on top of your movie-watching game from the very start to keep track of the multiple characters and their stories. I also watched "Under the Tuscan Sun." This is the movie that I pull out whenever I need a reminder that anything is possible. It never fails to get my dreams freshened up. I want to emphasize that during this time of floating I wasn't unhappy in any way. I wasn't frustrated or angry or worried. But there was a lot of time I couldn't account for. I was content and aimless. When I realized what was going on, I had a conversation with myself to remind me of what I wanted to have accomplished when all this passed. This was immediately followed by a conversation with my daughter who announced she was bringing our grandson to visit (Oh Happy Day!) as soon as she felt it was safe. They'll be moving soon and could use some time to pack without endless questions and "help." This means I have a whole new mission--to get ready to entertain a lively, curious young man without the usual parks, museums, and relatives to help. I can do this. I am Oma.