Tuesdays with TJae: Unlearning + Plagues (The TMI edition)
Warning - this issue contains TMI Feel free to back away now. My feelings won't be hurt.
Well, you decided to keep reading. Either you are really nosy or you genuinely care about what's happening in my world. Whatever the case - I'm cool with that. Do you.
By the way - I've missed y'all. I know it's only been a couple of weeks, but the fewer interactions I have with the outside world, the more I wanna SEE people. I'm grateful for and also exhausted from virtual hangouts. Also by the way, (how many by the ways are allowed in one message?) I had another topic planned for today and then well, you'll see.
Yes, I'm stalling a little. I said I was gonna share something in the TMI category and then I thought, 'do I really wanna put my business out there like that?'
Ok. Shyt. Here goes.
I am in the middle of a plague that has fallen on my house. I realize the word plague makes it sound Biblical. Lemme tell you. That's how it feels, too.
In the last week, shortly after finally getting a guy from the neighborhood to tame my severely overgrown backyard, I have had to fight off a plague of flying cockroaches. Let's be perfectly clear. I am a Native Houstonian, so the occasional flying roach is a community hazard. This is NOT THAT! Every night, I have had the traumatic experience of needing to kill 5 or 6 consecutive FLYING cockroaches. This would be traumatic under any circumstances. I don't do bugs. However, this experience is compounded by being trapped in the effin' house by COVID19 and presently living alone and being too squeamish to squash the dayum things.
It's too much!
Then . . . .THEN when they die y'all . . . .I have to KNOW they are actually dead before I can get them up. Seriously, I have to leave the carcass there because if I go to pick it up and it moves, I will have a heart attack. And no one can come to rescue me - 'cause COVID!!!!
Why did I share that? Um . . . misery loves company? No seriously. Maybe you're also experiencing some non-Corona stress that is being compounded by Corona. You aren't alone. And also, maybe you can find some humor in it. I'm trying to. If you laughed at my pain - it's okay. I'm laughing too. And also dying a little inside.
One more thing . . . check on the first 3 people who come to mind right now. Don't over think it. And it doesn't matter if you just talked to him/her an hour ago or if your last interaction was 5 years ago. When someone crosses your mind, check on them. Tomorrow isn't promised, and neither is the rest of today. Love y'all! Be well.