By Julie, sheltering in place in Somerville
This is an extraordinary time, isn’t it? Yesterday I walked to the grocery store wearing my mask and glove, and had to wait for over a half-hour before I could get into the store, since they are limiting the number of people in there at any one time. I’m planning my Zoom Easter dinner with my family, wishing I could see and hug them all in person, but grateful for the technology that let’s us be together.
I am working on book #4 in the Garden Squad series, which is a lovely distraction. I’m working on my business, creating webinars and downloads for creative people. Baking experiments have commenced. I read an article on how to make my own yeast, and I’m going to give it a whirl. I’ve been working out online with Team Body Project, and I’m really enjoying my boxing training.
I also decided to learn how to play the ukulele.
Let me explain why this is a fairly big deal. I’m not musically inclined. I took guitar when I was very young, but I didn’t keep it up. I’ve always wanted to learn the piano, but didn’t have a piano and it’s a big investment to make on spec. When we talked about our musical histories last month, my entries were lacking. I did mention that I bought a ukulele, but it hadn’t arrived yet.
It’s here now. It came with a tuner, which is amazing. Because I think that tuning it without help would have taken me the rest of the month. I’ve been practicing two chords, but it’s slow going. I’m very grateful for YouTube and lessons that I can replay several times.
I doubt that you’ll ever hear me play in public, but right now my music lessons serve many purposes. They’re an excellent distraction. They remind me that I’m human, and make me take myself less seriously. Because really, not nailing “You Are My Sunshine” on the umpteenth attempt is humbling. I usually only do things I’m fairly certain I’ll be good at, so this is a stretch. Maybe my biggest since I “ran” a half-marathon ten years ago.
They also remind me that it’s never too late to learn something new. I teach this all the time. But now I’m practicing what I preach. Stretching myself creatively is a gift to myself and my well-being. And it’s fun. Fun is always good, but is a gift right now.
Happily the cats don’t seem to mind, though I have noticed that they go into the bedroom when I take my uke out.
Be kind to yourself these days, my friends. Do something creative that distracts.
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Readers, what are you doing for distraction these days?