After being hit hard with coronavirus, New Orleans is slowly reopening. I am not.
I’m still in hunker-down mode, which includes comforting my family and myself through a myriad of feelings and situations that exacerbate those feelings. We’re doing fine, and I’m cautiously optimistic about the future, but I function best when I take things slowly, one foot in front of the other.
That said, I’m finding strange new avenues to hygge. Here’s a little list of some.
- Crossword puzzles and word games, including the NYT Sunday crossword
- Hamster cuddling
- Staying up way too late watching horror movies. Lately I crave thrillers, sci-fi, gothic, suspense…a place to put my fear for a little while, to sort-of quote Stephen King
- Rooting plant cuttings I swiped from neighbors’ front gardens (without injuring their plants, of course) and watching those little roots grow
- Saying no to almost every social opportunity with minimal guilt
- Driving my old drop-off/pick-up route without actually dropping off or picking up kids
- Yoga in the park, under moss-strewn trees
- Vegan-baloney-and-American-cheese sandwiches with mayo and lettuce
- Tea & the actual physical newspaper on my porch in my PJs
- Writing a scene of my novel-in-progress every day (almost)
- Keeping a loose pandemic diary of vivid dreams, poems, and this writing prompt game from Ebony Flowers