Looking for moments of normal

When you live through difficult times, some days are easier than others. I’m trying to not think much of things I can’t predict or control, but the thoughts do creep in.

It hit me last night that I’ve been looking forward to things getting back to normal. But when the virus threat has died down enough and we are all allowed to go out again, we might find a lot of businesses didn’t survive. We might even find ourselves in a deep recession, even a depression.

I can’t trade in mights right now, I have to trade in knowns. What I know is that we still have all of our income, that except for a few lingering needed repairs our home is sound, we have plenty of food, and we have each others’ company so we aren’t lonely.

Yesterday late morning our daughter came downstairs not feeling well. My wife was deep into work at her desk upstairs. I have been on Zoom meeting after Zoom meeting at work, back to back to back — but I’ve started blocking 11:30-1 on my calendar so I am sure to get a break. So I drove over to Chick-Fil-A and brought home lunch for everyone. Chicken nuggets, waffle fries, and lemonade. They were a balm for all of us.

Other recent isolation reports from Khürt Williams, fishyfisharcade (two, actually), dionyb, and Steve Mitchell.


17 thoughts on “Looking for moments of normal

  1. Yup, very strange times … it’s funny though how we do adapt when there’s no option. Unfortunately I am spending too much time sitting on the sofa on my iPad which is very easily done I guess which is my bad habit, but the good habits are eating more regularly. Food times sort of break up the day into manageable chunks for me. Stay well and healthy. Katie

  2. Those moments of “normal” are nice. Last weekend I cleaned out my garage and got my everyday car into the garage for the first time in something like 6 years. Who knows, I might start to actually appreciate yard work as spring looms – something I normally hate.

      • Mowing was the primary reason for me sorting out our garage yesterday – it was tucked away behind a huge pile of boxes, which hasn’t been a problem during the winter months, but now it needs to get out and start grazing again.

        I *could* have gotten it out without moving all the boxes – and did so successfully a couple of times last autumn – but it involved lifting it by the handle at a stretch and the thought of injuring my back at a time when access to the usual medical facilities is difficult, I decided to play it safe.

        I hate doing jobs like this, but have to admit I feel better now that I’ve got it done.

        • My mower is wedged in, but it’s right in front when you open the garage door, so no reorg necessary to get at it!

          I love a tidy garage. We just aren’t in a place where we can deal with our garage mess right now.

  3. DougD says:

    Yup, as I mentioned in JP’s blog this morning being able to buy a pizza was a major morale boost for me. If you can still get a good pizza there’s hope.

    At least you didn’t keep your mortally wounded rental house!

  4. -N- says:

    What’s “normal” really? I think it is whatever becomes a daily pattern. The transition of one period of “normal” to another “normal” is difficult. Sometimes leaving one for another leads to an awful experience, such as when your world of peace is destroyed by war. However, in today’s world, the absurdity and lies that have become such a “normal” part of life are now giving way to a hard reality: pandemic. We have to adjust to this and live our lives every day – perhaps as if it were our last, perhaps showing our best. If we do this, perhaps, a newer and more kind world will emerge despite all the lies, all the lack of respect, the cry that 70-year-olds are willing to die for the economic growth of this country (yeah, right!). So, my normal is more cynical, disgust at the government’s lies and lack of action, as well as more appreciative of the time I have, the people I know and love.

    • Oh sure, normal is the patterns we become accustomed to. That’s why the Chick-fil-A drive through felt normal: it’s something we used to do a lot.

      I wish for a kinder, gentler country on the other side of this. But I am pessimistic.

      • -N- says:

        Given our age, it seems inevitable. Before she died my mother said, “I have lived too long and don’t want to see any more of the way the world has become.” I thought it a pessimistic thought, but now that I am older myself, I am beginning to see it. This is why I prefer to do what I can internally and externally in my small patch of the universe.

        • Same here. My family tends to run to the negative/pessimistic by nature, so it’s not surprising that I do, too. I try to make as much joy and peace around me as I can. That’s the best I can do.

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