This past month has been surreal. Also, scary, frustrating, and more than a bit demoralizing. In early March, spouse and I spent a week in Arizona. We relaxed in the resort’s heated pools. We went on a hot air balloon ride. We took leisurely walks in Saguaro National Park. It was lovely and invigorating.
The day after we came back home, spouse’s company switched over completely to Work From Home, a few days after that, the state went into quarantine, our son lost his job because the gym closed, and I came down with COVID-19. The following week, my publisher canceled my second pirate novel as part of their cost-saving measures.
On the one hand, this was all very stressful. On the other hand, we were very lucky. Son and spouse are healthy. Spouse still has a job. Though I was mentally and physically exhausted, my symptoms were comparatively mild. And the cats were delighted to have everyone home.
I’m now recovering and taking things one day at a time.