“Interrupt anxiety with gratitude.”
That was the message I scrolled past on Pinterest Thursday night after watching an hour-long Canadian National News broadcast covering a myriad of updates concerning the Covid-19 virus that’s currently plaguing the entire world.
I spent Thursday in town — the first time I’d been out in a week (normal for me — weekly shopping), and it was a trip I made with a mask on, toting a container of homemade bleach wipes.
My dad was with me, and he too was sporting a mask, and being extra vigilant not to touch too many things, and to wipe down carts, etc. On the entire trip, I saw one other woman with a mask, and one elderly man who pulled out a pair of rubber gloves when he arrived at the grocery store. But that was it.
We got plenty of looks (not all pleasant), and encountered a few childish people who thought they were in drama class and assumed it was appropriate to put on an impolite little show when we were in the same aisle. Continue reading