Before I start, I KNOW that there are far worse things in the world, I KNOW people are struggling and losing their loved ones... I know.
But... I feel like I'm just existing. I get up, make myself Zoom presentable, tidy up, work, go for a walk if it's anything but pelting down or hop on my stationary bike if it is. Grab a shower, eat something, Netflix and sleep. That's it. I'll do my laundry at the weekend, go for a nearby hike or potter around the garden.
I lost something in life and I'm not sure what it is. My house is tidy, but I have no impetus to DIY, I do my work, but I struggle with zoning out, I hand in all the projects on time, but they definitely aren't my best work ever. Sometimes it seems like I do them for the paycheck to keep the wolf away from the door and that's it. I used to really enjoy it.
I'm not really enjoying anything. DH had cancer (knock on wood that's over) so I have to be extra careful with covid. It affected our TTC, so that's on hold too (we need IVF due to his chemo). I've accepted a lower level job in the restructuring due to covid, which starts in September, which I accepted and understand the situation, but it still peeves me off. I haven't seen my parents, my sister or either of my best friends for 2 years (they live abroad).
It's just aaaah...!!! Is this it? Get up, tidy, work, workout, restream, sleep. Just... when did I exactly sign up for this?
Rant over. I know plenty of you have it much worse and hat off to you. I'm sorry, I just needed to yell somewhere.