Mine fluctuates. I really dislike my office environment/office politics, and although I could wfh a few days a week, I resented going in to the office the other times. For about 6 months before the lockdown I was very stressed. When the lockdown happened, apart from the fear of catching COVID and will I be able to get food, I felt so relaxed. Slept well, felt well, happier than I had been for ages.
But now I am fluctuating. In the distant horizon I think my job will be under threat. Recession will be hard. I worry that crime will go up massively, and we also have BREXIT at the end of the year to contend with. Yesterday I went to bed in the afternoon (I don't work Fridays) and put ear plugs in and an eye mask on and slept for 5 hours. I just felt so down and wanted to shut out the world . Normally on a Friday I would have been going somewhere, doing something, but I could not face a walk around the same routes yet again. It all felt a bit pointless yesterday. I have no outside space, no family or friends, just my DH who has also been down the last few days.
Today, I feel better. I am about to have a nice bath, with good book, paint my toes. I have fresh pineapple/mango/strawberries to eat with a hefty dollop of greek yoghurt, and later on a roast, plus wine. I will be exercising today and sorting out my summer clothes.
And my mantra is always This Too Shall Pass. So I will be muttering that to myself when things start to dwindle. I think I will try and avoid the bad news this weekend, my mind needs a holiday from negativity. No news, Twitter etc.
It makes you realise though how much time you fret about inconsequential shite in "normal" life. Such a waste of time, energy and focus. That is the one thing I will take from this experience. How most things don't matter, it is all about health and well-being, simplicity and a good spirit.