This morning was the WFH equivalent of running for the bus, as I slept in ridiculously late (7 am!!!!) and then had to force-march Keely for her walk at a steady pace to get back home in time to log onto MS Teams (our digital WFH leash) by 8 am. Ugh.
I don’t know why I was so tired that I slept through my alarms, but I did. :/
Even my photo today is slap-dash and boring, but I wanted to capture just how green everything is — the trees, the bushes, the water. With a gray cloudy sky, everything is muted green and spring creeps like mold.
Today was also the first time I saw other walkers wearing face masks. This is true of all my walks, morning-afternoon-night, no one has been wearing masks of any kind. Make of that what you will.
I continue my upward swing of emotions and outlook, some of it by brute force and some of it through adaptation. It is the subtle reactions that make the most difference I find; I slept late and barely logged in on time at work, but I don’t feel as if my whole day is ruined. It was just something that happened.
The walk was a bit less leisurely today, sure, but that doesn’t represent a failure on my part as a dog owner. These simple thoughts are actually the framework of our lives, the outlook on reality that supports our daily routines. They are so easy to slip out of whack, to be held hostage to fear and helplessness. I don’t honestly have solutions to that but I do recognize the importance of it.