During this time of self-isolation and social-distancing here in Virginia (I’m finishing week 9), this household just hit 8 weeks of three adults teleworking together. And today, the day before the end of week 8, tempers burst.
The hubby is the most social of all three of us, and I’m not surprised that he cracked first. He got on everyone else’s case about a stack of items in the entry that had been designated for donation just before the self-isolation due to COVID-19 hit.
There was yelling.
And I screamed back (shrill, voice cracking, the whole bit) reminding him that there is nowhere to take them.
I was surprised by my outburst – but I also understand it. I work as an editor, and I work best in quiet. I had a priority job to do, and his yelling was not conducive to me working. I’ve been feeling a bit of stress, not just about the regular work, but a couple of freelance edit jobs that I’m juggling right now, too. Yes, everyone is in self-isolation and at home, but I still have 8 hours of work to do to get my paycheck. (I haven’t made home-made sourdough bread, yet, or started a new hobby; I’ve just been trying to keep up with the old ones.)
The good thing is that once I screamed, he (and the just-an-adult kid) stopped yelling at each other. I think they both realized that I was not in the mood to put up with their Virgo BS this morning.
Hubby is chomping at the bit to go back to work. While he’s been social-distancing, he hasn’t exactly been in full self-isolation. He’s been helping a friend do some work on their house, and while it’s just the two of them, and hubby wears a mask, etc., this friend thinks the whole COVID-19 pandemic is a hoax.
Yeah. he’s one of those friends. And every evening, when my hubby gets back from helping, the kid and I get an earful of frustration of just how misled this friend is. In fact, some extra frustration from last evening might have contributed to the outburst this morning.
Anyway, its good to remember that the temper flares and sniping happening now, aren’t going to last forever. Eventually, it will pass, along with the self-isolation and extreme social-distancing. Take deep calming breaths (altho’, those two were laughing and giggling at stuff only 5 minutes after the outburst); I needed longer to calm down.
But I did. Eventually. Mainly when I finished the edit job and could take a break from paycheck work.
And also remember, that while this is a time to be productive if you can, productivity isn’t a requirement. Sometimes, it’s enough just to get the job done, and not worry about the extra stuff.
So–Happy Thursday everyone. Let’s hope that’s a light at the end of the tunnel and not a firefly headed our way looking for the other end.