Created with Good Day/Bad Day by Kristin Aagard
Journaling reads:
After avoiding it for 24 months,
Covid-19 finally caught me on a
cold January morning. I didn’t know
whether to be mad that I had been
exposed to so many sick people at
work, glad that the vaccines had
worked to make it manageable, or
sad that it meant my students
had to go a week with a hodge
podge of substitutes due to the
staffing shortages. I was so sad
to have to miss mourning with my
family as i was in isolation on the
day of my grandmothers funeral.
the one thing that my positive test
did do was force me to truly
rest which after the roller coaster
of the past few years I despartely
needed. five days of sleeping, binge
watching girly shows on netflix,
reading cozy mysteries and not
feeling like i had to be anywhere
was needed. for the first time
since the pandemic began, i finally
felt like i could just breathe and
stop for a while. As we head into
the third year of covid, i have no
idea what will happen next. but i
do know that i will survive and
eventually i may even learn how to
thrive in this new normal. but for
today, i just want to stomp my
feet, trhow my hands in the air
and be mad. mad that this is still
our reality, mad that i got sick,
mad that my sub plans were a
nightmare and mad that this is
just not over yet. I am letting
myself just through a pity party,
am going to curl up on the couch,
binge watch more crap, and feel
bad for a few minutes. Then i
will return to our temporarily
assigned chaos once again. 1/30/22
