Maybe you’ve seen the “More Cowbell” Saturday Night Live skit with Christopher Walken and Will Ferrell — I’m paraphrasing, but I think the line goes something like, “I’ve got a fever, and the only prescription is More Cowbell.” Although it is one of the all-time great SNL skits, it’s not really the point of this bit. (For the record, if you haven’t seen it, you’re missing out. Catch the video here. You’re welcome.)
The fever part is really where I was headed, apologies for the sidebar. It’s a metaphorical fever though — cabin fever. Working from home for 5 weeks, with no end in sight, lends itself to moments of needing an escape. To be clear, I’m smack-dab in the middle of Gen X, a generation of independent 80’s kids well-prepared for marathon isolation from the outside world. My outgoing husband, on the other hand, reached stir-crazy WAY before I did. Even so, working to find our new normal in our home, with work spaces blending into dining and living spaces, has given us moments of both laughter and very real frustration. Probably just like you, a good share of the frustration is aimed at technology and the erring operators of said tech. You too?
Back to the escape. My aforementioned extroverted spouse has managed to find “essential errands” most every day of our “safer at home” situation, and many of them involve a trip to somewhere with a snack, or lunch, or groceries, or breakfast… or all of the above. Me? I’ve found my escape doesn’t have to be elaborate, brimming with cool new entertaining things to do, or an Insta-worthy photo op. Nope. It can be as simple as a walk around the neighborhood with my walking buddy, Buster Bear. Or a quick trip to pick up groceries, with maybe a short side trip down a newly discovered street I’ve never traveled. Like many of my sheltering at home comrades, I like that we’ve rediscovered simple things like patio time in the sunshine as I eat my PB&J for my lunch break, or maybe redbuds and dogwoods blooming in yards as I drive by, or perhaps doing yard work together. Wait — I might have gotten a little carried away in the moment on that last one.
Making time for those “clear my head” moments is every bit as effective as any other fever reducer, except maybe More Cowbell. More than that, I like that we’ve found a renewed tolerance for finding that balance in our lives. We’re making time to take care of ourselves and each other. A refreshing bit, if you ask me.