This pandemic theme is really getting old. Our county is verging on being in Phase 3 which means some establishments are opening up and gatherings outside are allowed. Masks are required in all businesses and where social distancing cannot be maintained. Tourists are arriving and not all of them are on board with the mask thing. People are on edge. A recent column written by a friend in a local on-line news source made some recommendations: https://sanjuanupdate.com/2020/06/island-senior-coping-with-coronavirus-how-is-your-mental-health/?fbclid=IwAR0SovuUQW_UvxAMLkvHmcxAt_n08XNrtIyyioo4rQ9j2Tv156rdZ3hXwkw
“On the Mayo Clinic’s list of self-care for mental health during the pandemic they recommend maintaining a routine at home and focusing on the things you can control. Keeping in touch with family and friends via technology is a suggestion that has proven helpful to me. Music, books, and gratitude, always good, are now more helpful than ever. They also recommend limiting your news intake and sticking to reliable sources. Sensationalism and hyped up emotional content is not helpful to volatile stress levels.*”
Roger and I are trying these strategies. Especially the maintaining a routine at home part. A few “normal” activities restarted, i.e., I went to the dentist and had some medical appointments. I am still zooming yoga but I’ve also resumed an in-person yoga session albeit outside and with limited people. (rained out this week)
Other routines include walking with friends and dogs. Reading and streaming movies and television shows. Gardening is going great except for all the slug damage (hate those slugs) Trying not to look at the news feeds too many times during the day*. And I just counted, we met in person with friends (outside) fourteen times in the past month. Not including zoom meetings, yoga, and Farmers Market.
New routines include plenty of meetings, mostly on Zoom. Most of these meetings have to do with socializing and keeping in touch with friends far and wide. And making more masks.
Our one big adventure this month was venturing off-island (gasp) for the first time in six months. We went to a Costco and loaded up. And we met up with other family members in some cabins on the Skagit River just west of Concrete. Each of us had our own cabin and were able to keep six feet apart around a campfire. So music and gratitude. We’re ready for another six months of island life.