May 1, 2021. I am not a fan of crowds and tend to avoid them when possible. My concert-going days of screaming, jumping, dancing, reveling in loud music with friends in an environment of barely controlled chaos and frenzy, have long gone. Nowadays I try to avoid traffic jams, long lines at supermarkets, restaurants, mobs at outlet stores, and multitudes of masked men and women.
Yes, I am certifiably old and crotchety. Over a year in semi-isolation solidified some of my pet peeves. I will not apologize for my tendency to avoid hordes of humans anytime, anyplace, for any reason.
I am an introvert and embrace a lifestyle fond of friends and family, but withdraw when possible from sizeable gatherings.
I am pleased folks do not breathe down my neck waiting in line anywhere.
Colds, flu, and coronavirus passed over me this past year, and I am grateful.
Zoom meetings, get-togethers, and religious services do not require that I shower, dress, apply make-up, and drive anywhere. The amount of time saved is considerable, however I have used the time unwisely binge-watching undemanding shows. But I am content. I hope Zoom continues to be part of my post-pandemic life.
I never placed an order for pick-up at a supermarket pre-pandemic, but it is now my norm. I venture into small groceries after insuring clusters of folks do not block easy access to the deli counter and cashier.
I was not a fan of online ordering of anything, but over the past year wasted hours perusing websites seeking stuff to buy, then eagerly awaited the arrival of my packages via UPS, Fed Ex, and mail carrier. I know, I need to get a life…
My anxiety level plunged following the November 2020 election. I am concerned about the current state and future direction of my country, but realize events are beyond my control. I studiously limit political news-watching and reading, and refuse to bury myself in negativity. As a result my blood pressure dropped. Medication may have contributed to the decline, but I am sure the absence of constant immersion in intense political mayhem a major factor.
I do enjoy political cartoons.
I crossed into another decade of life during the pandemic, as if there wasn’t enough to worry and be depressed about. I slid into a lazier lifestyle. I slept more, ate more, exercised less, and generally accomplished less, but did not obsess about my weaknesses as I would have pre-pandemic. A quarantine lifestyle introduced a fresh perspective on life. I appreciated each day as it came and disappeared, although I whined occasionally (OK, maybe more than occasionally).
A year and a half is not a long time in some people’s lives, but a significant stretch at my stage. Trips cancelled, theater tickets reimbursed, social events shelved, and most meaningful, time with family and friends forever lost. But as I celebrate my vaccinated status, it is time to focus on what I can do, not on what I left behind, and venture into the world beyond my doorstep (still masked, social distancing, and avoiding crowds). Visits to the kids and grandkids top the list.