As annoying as restlessness can be, it serves to drive me to creativity. This morning I gave a piano lesson to children in Italy followed by a lengthy conversation thread regarding developing PowerPoint for virtual worship and consulting on editing audio files. Developing ShowMe lessons for students, two book clubs, occasional webinars, Zoom meetings, and my blogs keep me occupied as I am somewhat confined indoors due to the heat. How fun to write while listening to Beethoven! My roses drying next to the patio nag me for trimming and watering. Later this afternoon thanks to my new knee, I will give them some love and reward myself with a dip in the pool.
Nevertheless, I find myself with much time to waste. ED does all the grocery shopping and cooking, leaving Mike and me with cleanup. Refusing to use paper products, we find ourselves loading and unloading the dishwasher and wiping counters unending. A few loads of laundry occupy me for a short time each week. My restlessness isn’t strong enough to drive me to house cleaning, but, as my friend Diane says, until you can write notes in the dust, it isn’t worth it. Truth: the dry dust of Arizona and a dog in the house means that I could clean continuously. Confession: I don’t.
A sewing project is on hold as the sewing table is currently covered with recording equipment. Not one to make phone calls unless under duress, I prod myself to connect with people a few times a week, not for myself, but for them during this stressful time. Admittedly I reap the reward of personal connection and never regret the calls.
The project pieces wait qietly for me: my mother’s birthday quilt, each square embroidered by a member of the family, to be dismantled and made into pillows for each contributor. Digitizing photos (isn’t every retiree doing that now?). General clearing out. Seeing the elements of unfinished tasks goads me to retreat to a good book.
This time of COVID-19 isolation is a good time to tackle long-delayed chores or take up new hobbies such as playing the harmonica (how fantastic is the internet?!) It is also a good time to sit still and listen. Stare into space, and wait for the touch of the divine.