Monday, April 20, 2020


I’m entering the fifth week of stay-home/stay-safe life.  Everyone is facing this in their own way, adapting and adjusting, making their way.  I’m acutely aware of those who have lost their livelihood, their health insurance, and perhaps friends and family to the pandemic.  As I’ve noted in previous posts, it’s hard to see what’s happening on a global scale without being stunned and feeling helpless, knowing that being locked in place only makes it worse.

But I’ve also noticed that it helps when we look at the small things that we use to cope with this new reality.  For example, as I noted on Facebook:

Ten things I didn’t normally do before the quarantine:

1. Sleep until sunrise.
2. Not wear socks to work.
3. Not get dressed to go to work (my bathrobe is the new look).
4. Take my temperature three times a day.
5. Check NPX hourly for new plays to recommend.
6. Check NPX hourly for new recommendations of my plays.
7. Do the New York Times crossword every day.
8. Zoom.
9. Do laundry more than once a week.
10. Stay up late writing.

And then there was my observation about being fashion-conscious in the time of social distancing:

Allen, my late ex-husband, was quite fashion-conscious, even if he wore jeans and a t-shirt. I can just imagine him in line with me this morning at Publix: “Honey, that mask does NOT go with your outfit. Just because we’re under quarantine doesn’t mean you can’t coordinate your accessories.”

When I’m home, I’ve found solace and outlet in playwriting.  I have written ten new plays — two full-lengths, two one-acts, one monologue, and five ten-minutes — since August.  That’s more than I wrote in the previous ten years.  And I’ve also been attending theatre via Zoom and participated in the One-Minute Play Festival’s Conoravirus Play Project.  There were 625 one-minute plays presented over ten nights with playwrights contributing from all over the world.  Mine was included as one of 62 on Saturday night with the talents and energy of students from Macalaster College in Minneapolis.

Via Wisdom Traditions, here’s a little check list:

I have also found solace in turning off the computer, turning off the TV, finding comfort in a book, and in sitting in silence.  Sometimes that’s a luxury, but in times like these, simplicity and silence is often a necessity.

3 barks and woofs on “Observations

  1. Or bird-watch. I seem to remember the hobby began during the Boer war. Staring into the treetops to see what bird is making that sound/noise became an obsession in England and was later picked up here in the states. A casual stroll just beyond the normal path, binoculars hanging around the neck and grabbed to see what could be flapping overhead or peeping in the crook of a tree branch becomes a marvelous distraction from the human news and noise. And then there’s all that fresh air to be breathed.. . . so good for you!

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