COVID-19 sucks. Yeah, sure good stuff will come out of it, or has come out of it. Bad stuff, too not to mention a lot of death and people without jobs.
I don’t complain often. Not much at all really. But on a few occasions, someone has stuck a smiley face on my whine and pointed out that “everyone is in the same boat,” or “everyone feels the same way.”
Well, that doesn’t mean I don’t want a minute to moan for a couple of minutes and express what I’ve lost in this process. It might not be as bad as someone else. It might be worse than others. But I need, we all need, an outlet and some time to express our disdain for this quarantine-ish life that has no definitive end date. I know it won’t last forever. But most of us don’t like being in limbo.
I can be all Polly positive leaping through the tall grass in the sunshine laughing and carrying a handful of flowers. But sometimes, for a minute, I wanna be Bonnie bummer, complain, and kick my desk and slam my fist down on it because if I have to have one more zoom meeting I’m gonna explode. I want to go to a party, I want to plan a vacation to California, I want to go to a crowded networking event and hug people without thinking about it. The days have so few transitions and outlets and the ones I do have I’m just bored with.
There I’ve said it.
I feel better now. Thanks for letting me vent. Now where are those daisies?