5 Things I Have Realised During This Period Of Self-Quarantine
This is day 5 of my self-isolation (go corona, please go!) and I feel like I have had enough. Like most of us, I have been wasting my time doing absolutely nothing and though initially I thought I would love it, I am truly hating it. This actually feels like someone has pressed pause on my life and put me under house arrest (that someone is definitely mother nature and some covidiots!) I miss rushing to work in the morning and feeling exhausted by night, after doing something productive through the day.
But who are we to complain right? I mean, there are literally tens of thousands of people in the world right now fighting a deadly virus and here we are cribbing about having to be at home. Yes, this is a tough time for all of us but we need to find a way to get through it. However, I will still maintain that being home for so many days is really suffocating. In fact here are five things I realised over the course of the past five days.
I Need To Appreciate My Crazy Friends More
I have always felt very blessed for I may not have a perfect (or existent) love life but I do have some really cool friends. However, while I sat at home all weekend wallowing in boredom, I realised that although my friends are a little crazy (as am I) they are the best of friends a girl could ask for. And right now, I would give anything to do nothing with them rather than doing nothing all by myself. Sometimes, we tend to take our friends for granted and it’s times like these when you realise that you need to appreciate them more.
My Parents And I Can Only Get Along If We Are All Busy In Our Respective Lives
I don’t know how many people can relate but it hit right after I had the thousandth fight with my mother about why I hadn’t folded my blankets and cleaned my room. I think I have finally reached an age where the only way for me to see eye-to-eye with my parents is as if all of the three of us are super involved in our own lives. Oh wait, do you hear that? That is the sound of my mother yelling at me for saying this.
Look, I love them dearly but that doesn’t change the fact that every time they see me sitting around the house doing nothing, which is all the time (I mean, we are in self-isolation. It’s like summer vacation for adults in horrible circumstances. How do I be productive?) I have to listen to the “you aren’t serious about your life” speech. And I don’t know about you, but that speech almost always leads to a fight. Now, would this happen if we were all busy with our lives? I don’t think so.
Just Exactly How Much I Value My Independence
Growing up in a house with no siblings and two working parents made me extremely independent at a very young age. And as much as I love it, I don’t always appreciate the freedom I have because it gets masked by my laziness. Don’t get me wrong, I am still an extremely spontaneous person but now I have a newfound respect for just being outdoor. I have spent almost a week now in the house and I have started to crave something as simple as being able to take a walk outside. I have never valued my freedom as much as I do at this very moment.
There Is Such A Thing As Too Much Junk Food
It all started when my mother decided it was time to stock up for this lockdown and sent me to the grocery store to buy well groceries and snacks. This awoke the 12-year-old child in me that never got to eat junk food and I bought a lot and I mean, a lot of it. I regret doing that because I ate through three packets of Doritos and a whole pack of biscuits with some jalapeño dip and some chocolates in one huge binge-watch session of Modern Family. Do you know what happened after that? I spent the entire weekend with a horrible stomach ache and now I can’t even think of eating junk food without wanting to throw up.
We Depend On Household Help A Little Too Much
Everyone knows that our lives would not function if it weren’t for our domestic help. But, ever since my mom asked them to stop coming, it feels like my life has stopped. So yeah, while I was hanging my clothes to dry yesterday there was no one that I missed more than my maid. And I know for a fact that there is no one my mother misses more than my cook because she hates entering the kitchen now. At some point, we really depended on them for every little thing, don’t we? From the cooking to the washing, they are literally running our house for us but hey, no matter how much I want to take control and change this fact, I know there isn’t much I can do about it.