Yesterday was Day 2 of my Covid isolation. This is the first time I have missed Sunday Mass in a long time. I slept, listened to the cricket, and then slept some more. I would like to be able to read or do something constructive. But at the moment, all I can do is sleep. (At least I am good at one thing!)
It was strange not to go to church. But it was also a relief – no stress or anxiety. I am hoping that I might be able to take a permanent step back and just attend occasionally. Adjust!
That is the word for this week, adjust. My strict routine has been turned upside down. I have no energy to cook so I have not eaten much. (Ok, that is not unusual for me.)
Today will be hot – into the 40C in some areas of the state. So, hide with the air-conditioning on. On top of that, I think I have a fever (which I had last time I had Covid), and my medication makes me sweat. And I really dislike being hot. (Entendre!)
I have been unable to pray, apart from calls for Jesus to return. But today might be different. Live in possibility! I will have a cup of coffee and sit up for a bit. And then reconsider and adjust!
this solitary life 