One more week and the secular holiday of Merry Thanksgivoween will be over. In New Jersey. Merry Thanksgivoween begins on the Tuesday after Labor Day (the first Monday in September), when all the grocery stores put out their displays of Halloween candy, and ends on the first weekday after New Years Day, when all the Christmas trees are put out at the curb for trash pickup.
In the best of years this is a stressful time for me with all of the commercialization and the elaborate dinners, shopping for gifts, addressing cards, decorating the house, and other expectations involving my time and attention. But in 2020 it has been a nightmare with the not always well thought out response of those in power to the pandemic, and the seemingly mindless, and often nasty, antagonism of the supporters of differing social and political views.
At my last checkup with my primary care physician we talked about how the lockdown has affected my day to day activity. She asked if I felt depressed. I answered, truthfully, that I didn’t think so, that I still enjoyed many of my previous activities, especially playing music and cooking, but it seemed to take me forever to get anything done.
All of this is a very long winded explanation for my inability to shorten my list of things to make and do. It seems that by the time I have completed one item on the list I have added at least two others. I was confident that I could knock out the three parts of the bulk loading post in a week and it’s now coming up on three months. I am hoping to do better in the new year.