Self-preservation is necessary when working from home. It should be mandatory and set high on everyone’s priority list.
Work from Home | My neighbour cut his lawn
You have the power over how you complete your tasks for work. Are you seriously gonna allow a lawnmower and a weedwhacker to negatively impact your work?
I doubt it.
You know you have these tasks to complete and so you will find a way to get it done despite the noise around you.
Love Letter #80 | There was a Worm in my Apple
Learn to pivot. Find another fruit if the one you bit into has worms in it.
You can also stick it out, remove the worm and keep it moving.
You can also bite around the worm while consciously trying not to bite into it.
Or, you may enjoy the fruit despite the fact that a worm is there.
Are you flexible enough to pivot?
Love Letter #79 | She Assaulted my hair
Symbolic of life, hair bolts from our head[s]. Like the earth, it can be harvested, but it will rise again. We can change its colour and texture when the mood strikes us, but in time it will return to its original form, just as Nature will in time turn our precisely laid-out cities into a weed-way.
– Diane Ackerman, A Natural History of the Senses
Work from Home Week 3 | The Light Went Out
Sometimes we lose ‘power’ in our lives as an indication that we need to pause or slow down.
Work from Home Week 2 | The Internet Went Down
Sometimes we need to tether ourselves to others in order to be functional. Replace all the inanimate objects and replay the scenario with people who sometimes lose their way and need some help by way of other people. Other people help those in need by just facilitating a tethering process.
Work from Home Week 1 | No Peeing in the Office Bathroom?
In some weird way, holding your pee is like holding toxic energy inside. It’s like hating on others without purposely seeking some kind of resolve. It’s like getting upset and staying upset and not unpacking and expressing your feelings.
Love Letter #78 | Rearranging the Linen in the Linen Closet
How we navigate life has changed forever. We have to, now, rearrange our ideas and perceptions of what normal is.
Our habits will change and so will our behaviours.
It matters not if we are ready. But how soon will we adapt?
Love Letter #77 | The Confidently Insecure Black Girl
We all wear a mask to the party. Less often than naught do we actually remove the mask or even the entire outfit and show our bare, vulnerable self. So never assume that the person who presents to you reveals their everything at all times.
Love Letter #76 | The Garbage Truck Broke Down Outside my House
Garbage trucks smell beacuse of the fusion of waste that goes in them. They’re not cleaned as often as they should be and if they are cleaned frequently, it’s not a proper clean.
Never. And, I mean never allow yourself or the vessel you use to dispose of your figurative garbage to stay filthy.
Love Letter #75| I Almost Pooped My Pants
Life comes at you fast. You have to be flexible enough to find solutions to emerging problems. Just like clenched cheeks and squeezed big toes, you must be able to contract and relax accordingly. Relaxing in grave situations might not be the wisest decision and contracting at the right time can offer the ultimate relief. Strike that balance.
Love Letter #74 | Germs on a Plane
Always walk with your antibacterial wipes. If you forget them, source soap and water and paper towel and a bin ASAP!
Love Letter #73 | Germs!
I often feel like I’m at war. Who will win? Me or the germs? I vote me. 1. Prayer works and all…but – Wash your damn hands! #Soap #Water #Friction
2. Stop touching your damn face!
3. For the love of God! Cover your nose and mouth when you cough and sneeze. Don’t do it in bare hands!
Love Letter #72 | Assaulted
My sense of security was wiped. The notion that we were relatively safe was a false reality and that incident gave us that rude awakening. I had no peace after. I barely slept and panic attacks were served with breakfast, lunch and dinner.
Love Letter #71 | Burnt Popcorn
Go for those goals and live your dreams. The dreams probably won’t pop on the first or second try and you may burn a certain vision of your dreams by allowing it to stay on the same rotating surface.
Love Letter #70 | Has Cupid Forsaken Me?
My environment doesn’t suggest that it’s okay to be shot by Cupid. As far as I know, if I allow the cherub to shoot me, I run a high risk of being slapped by his fisted hand, shot by his gun, slashed by his machete or even stabbed by his knife.
Love Letter #69 | Hit the Snooze Button
The same way you set time for particular things in your calendar – same way you should set time for certain people. Do not give them complete access to you. Do not give them all of your time.
Love Letter #67 | Walk Out Of Those Sandals!
In stressful situations, find a positive response and keep it moving. The alternative response might not be ideal but it won’t last forever. Keep that in the back of your mind and be comforted.
Love Letter #65 | Shaken Not Stirred
Being shaken and not stirred allows for one to remain level headed and hold the ability to handle the frictions at fault lines in our life.
Love Letter 63 | Raking Leaves in Wind
No matter how fool-proof your technique is, the wind can sway your efforts. It’s a matter of how you make your technique work for you despite the environment.