Thoughts from the Couch Part 3

It funny how life can change from day to day, from hour to hour, from minute to minute. It is now Day 40 in my so-called quarantine life. I don’t even know what day it is anymore. Tuesday? Thursday? Spring? I barely ever check the time on the clock. But does it even really matter?

I have gotten into a regular routine of living life. I start with a morning meditation, breakfast, workout, finish a module from my online course, read, do some cleaning, scroll through social media, chat with friends, lunch, listen to music & have a dance break, read, video chat friends, yoga, dinner, do more cleaning, watch a movie, read more and another meditation before bed. I figure if I can keep my mind and body being active during this time, then I’ll be better in the long run.

Not to say I stick to that routine schedule. C’mon let’s be real! Sometimes I don’t wake up until noon and sometimes all I do all day is eat. But for the most part I try to have a somewhat routine. I’m pretty sure my fridge speaks to me whenever I open the door and it says “What do you want now?”

My body is not only sore, but aches in pain from the amount of daily physical activity that I have been doing. I haven’t had a massage or seen my chiropractor in months. I was fortunate to be able to instruct a Facebook live demonstrating self massage for a former coach on her page. Only to realize how badly I need a massage and how much I miss massaging my very own patients.

So what exactly has been happening in the world in the past few weeks? I don’t have cable nor do I listen to the radio. All my news is from hearing through friends or on social media. If dealing with the amount of rising deaths from COVID19 wasn’t bad enough, there was a massive shooting in Nova Scotia. It has been called the deadliest shooting in Canadian history. I also heard a rumour that WWE aka World Wrestling Entertainment is now considered an essential service and will be returning to televisions. WTF! Are you f**king kidding me? The idea of wrestlers rolling around, sweating, breathing on each other does not sound like anything like physical distancing! Nevermind all the protestors in America breaking out about the stay-home orders. Maybe I’m better off living in my bubble and not knowing.

Not all news is bad. I always try to find the bright side of things in life. During this time I have be reunited with old friends, I haven’t seen in years. Obviously not in person but through video chat outlets. Even though we aren’t physically spending time together, face to face video chats have been wonderful for my soul. Reminiscing over old times and laughing so hard my stomach hurts with tears filled in my eyes. During this time I gave my mother a haircut and coloured her hair. Let’s just say “thank god it will grow back.” I have never laughed so hard in my entire life after cutting her hair. But I’m definitely learning many new skills and tricks that I never knew how to do before. Hey…if you want to survive in this world you have to be willing to learn a new skill…everyday.

My advice right now at this stage in the game is to be a f**king nice human being. Always be kind. People will either become more compassionate or turn into bigger a**holes. Seriously what is the point? We are all in this together. Every single person on this planet Earth that we call home. The sooner we can learn to STAY THE F*CK HOME! The faster we can return to our loved ones for an actual real heart to heart bear hugs, butt squeezes, high 5s, forehead kisses and basically everything good about physical touch.

I want to forget all words like quarantine, isolation, physical and social distancing. Enough is enough. I know I am not alone in this thinking. Seriously f*ck off COVID19 aka corona virus you’re like that uninvited house guest who has over stayed her welcome. It’s time for you BEAT IT! Hit the dusty trail. You are no longer welcome here. Don’t let the door hit you on the way out. See you never. You get my point? I’m over you and I think it’s best if you just leave without a trace. Bye b*tch.