Oh this thread is making me laugh so much.
I am so impressionable and get swept up with stuff so easily.
I committed all of these crimes and more.
That stupid jerusalema dance - I learned the steps and performed with one (socially distanced) group then went onto another group and taught it to them.
I immediately set up a WhatsApp on the street in case anyone needed assistance.
I wouldn't leave the house at all (to be fair I had stage 4 cancer) even to go onto the empty green facing my house in case I picked up COVID on the soles of my shoes.
When I eventually did go outside and around the corner, I saw messages of hope from the children written on the wall. I didn't just cry, I bawled.
I clapped so hard I nearly took the skin off my hands.
On my informal work WhatsApp chat I told everyone to step it up, stop moaning and just do what had to be done. I'm pretty certain a new group was set up for everyone except me.
I went on a tirade to DH's ex as she had nonstop parties which compromised me if DSD came over. When DSD did come over I made her stay in the garden with a mask and gloves (!!!) on.
I set a 15 minute timer on my phone for any impromptu street chats.
I began doing yoga on the green inviting everyone else to join me.
I ran daily online meditations and talked endlessly about unity in separation.
Cringe does not cover it.