Greetings, fan base! I hope this finds you all well and virus-free.
It’s Wednesday night at 8:05pm, and I’m into my 2nd Hazy Little Thing…
Been wondering – why are all of my behavioral instincts so altered while under lockdown?
I’m married with no kids and one very spoiled dog. I work from home, and my husband works on the home. Our little family unit is together all of the time, and we’ve mostly got it down to a science. We’re not tremendously extroverted, it must be said. I adore spending time with good friends and select extended family members, but prefer my own company to bad. I mention all of this simply to highlight that for us, social distancing doesn’t have as major an impact as it has for many. The routines of our day to day lives should not change substantially. We’re still walking the dog (only now leaving a good bit of space between us and passersby), binge-watching series on Netflix, etc. So why is it that I’ve felt the need to drink (not into oblivion, mind you) every single night since we’ve started taking the social distancing advice seriously? It’s so strange, and I find myself intensely curious about how that all works in the mind. Whatever explanation I could make up right now would be just what this site was meant to be all about – hokey bollocks!
About the site…9 years ago (yes, 9!) when I had a summer off in between contracts (by design), I decided I should write a blog. Actually, knowing me, I probably heard the two words, and thought what a great blog name they’d make, and then decided I should write one. I’m a visionary on titles (or not…it’s all about perspective!) – I keep a running list of them in an app on my phone. Anyway…I digress (which is what I do, always, but especially with just the right amount of alcohol…)…the blog. An ex-boyfriend compared the way I think and write to Dave Eggers (I bow down!). I was super flattered, and spoiler alert – not even! But I’ve always wanted to write. So here it is, all these years later.
In addition to wanting to drink, in the last week I’ve actually thought about defining and setting 3 goals (why 3? odd that we always go with that when it’s a small arbitrary number we’re after…), and subsequently trying to reach them. Novel concept for me! I don’t know what it is, but I’ve never been goal-oriented. I’m extremely competitive – was a great high school athlete, have always been successful in the workplace (though never really climbed – not due to lack of goals, more due to an inherent understanding that staying in the details is my jam – I’m a software engineer…), but I’ve never really followed through on anything simply because I decided I should. But now…this stinking virus, and I’m wanting to. Odd. Especially so, because I’m not really fearing mortality at the moment. (Disclaimer – all due respect intended to anyone and everyone who has suffered at the hands of this terrible disease making the rounds. I am taking it seriously, and am steering clear of everyone mainly to not inadvertently spread it if I have it and don’t even know.) So why the goal urge? Heck if I know….sadly, I’m not a psychologist.
In any event, I decided on 2 rather than 3 goals. 2 came to mind straight away, and if I had to dig for a 3rd, it seemed pointless (much like most of life, haha). Setting down my 2 goals in writing for all the world to see here! (Not sure if anyone will ever even read this blog, so that might be an exaggeration…)
- Write a blog!
- Learn Japanese (with all of the time I will free up when I delete Candy Crush from my phone).
That’s all I’ve got for now. One small part of #1 accomplished…baby steps, right?
Alright, my good people. Stay safe out there, and please share your thoughts on these crazy times we’re living through.
Hokey Bollocks 