There have got to be more than 5 stages of grief

...because I think I've gone through 7 or 8 already this morning. :)

This post has nothing to do with the five stages of grief (Kubler-Ross: denial, anger, bargaining, depression and acceptance). It was a mere random thought that popped into my head this morning.

I am actually doing pretty good right now. Not that I haven't jumped back and forth over the past week. What a roller coaster this 'covid-19 stay-at-home' order has been.

I do have to admit, it's been difficult for me to focus mentally. I've been burning what is likely a lot of nervous energy. Cleaning out the toy tub, rearranging furniture, going through the junk drawer, etc. I intended to do more reading, meditation and maybe some writing, but my mind just isn't there right now.

I have been going for a run or walk for about an hour every day. I think physical exercise is important, especially right now. I've been trying to not overeat, with mixed results. There's also that beer that seems to pop open about noon every day...

Jane seems to be able to work from home fairly well. I've probably struggled with it more than her. Not that I'm working from home, but it's hard for me to establish a rhythm with someone else around. Not that I don't want her around, I'm just saying.

Anyway, I've managed to stay at home other than walks/running. From the traffic I see, it would appear most people are not staying home though. That's too bad.

I mean, for those who think this whole thing is just a hoax designed to make trump look bad... it would have to be considered a wild success for the entire world to work together on something of this magnitude. Or else trump and his supporters aren't aware that there IS a world out there (which may be true).

So, today I have just a couple things on my to-do list:

1. I would like to clean up the back yard - especially along our side of the neighbors fence.
2. I need to swap out the box spring from the top bunk bed to Anna's bed. This will require some wood-working to make it so the mattress is supported on the top bunk.

And... being how things are... if I don't get to it today, there's always tomorrow. Literally.

Peace out; and in.