I’ve often wondered what people experienced when they were said to have “gone mad”. Well, I wonder no more as I believe I am in the middle of going mad. This quarantine, self-isolation, social distancing thing has really started to mess with my mind. I find I am talking to myself a lot and talking to my dog more than normal. Worse yet, I think sometimes he actually understands me and, in his own way, is talking back to me. The funny thing is, if the ‘rona was never a thing, I would be self-isolating myself anyway. I live alone and it doesn’t bother me to go days without being in the same room as someone else. But now that I HAVE to do it, I’m going mad. It’s like being a kid and told you can’t do something so of course it is all you want to do.
Growing up I would be what is considered a rebel – always doing what I wasn’t supposed to be doing. Now that I have to stay home to keep others safe, all I can think about is what I want to do. Now, I am not saying I’m going to run out and lick the handles on the stairways or intentionally cough on people, but I would LOVE to go get a pedicure. I’m fairly certain my nails might be longer than my dogs at this point. I wonder if the salons are prepared for me with special clippers to get these nasty nails trimmed. And how much lotion is it going to take to remove the ash off my skin? I feel like I should be prepared with a tip equal to my rent so to make up for what they will go through once I go.
For now, I continue to shelter in place, talking to myself and growing Guiness record worthy nails. Oh, and making cards and scrapbook pages. Lots of them. I’ve sold some, donated some, sent some, and still I have a large collection. Please, if you need a card, consider me before Hallmark – I can definitely hook you up. Here are some I have done in just the last few days. Enjoy, and say a little prayer for my sanity, please.