Today marks the anniversary of the day that I officially wrote my first post and hit “publish”. It happened on New Years Day becauuuuuse, DUH! Resolution. And I’m beyond happy that resolution was one I followed through on. But the idea of a resolution never really suited me. At one point, I decided to change the word to goals (or better yet, as one meme suggests, to label goals as “side quests” is much more fun). Goals felt more defined, less slippery, more tangible. But after 2020? I don’t think I’m the only one to give a profound “#$%* goals!”
Tag: Self Portrait
Self Portrait #5: Quarantine and the Insidious Creep of Depression
When the “Stay Home, Stay Healthy” mandate hit Washington, I was bummed. Not least of which was because that meant not being able to see the kiddos at my job. But there was a part of me that really believed I was *made* for quarantine. I’m a consummate introvert. People exhaust me. Working in my pajamas is something that appeals to me. Intersperse this with occasional episodes of I Love Lucy and Law and Order:SVU and you’ve got my personal version of paradise. It did start well enough. I’d read other’s quarantine experiences and their death spiral through the kitchen