OYSTERHOOD is reclusiveness or solitude, or an overwhelming desire to stay at home.

— @HaggardHawks

Totally confuzzled – my state of being right now. Yesterday, I arranged to meet someone I haven’t seen in about a decade at Stodels Café, and went to the wrong one, and waited for quite a while before finding out that I was at the wrong Stodels Café. By that time, it was too late to do anything about it. Today, I prepared a really nice dinner for my love, but a completely bizarre set of circumstances left him standing outside my house for about ten minutes, while I was actually on the property and mostly in the house and did not hear or realise that he was ringing the bell. He usually has a key, but tonight he didn’t … By the time I looked at my cellphone and saw that he had tried to reach me, he was halfway home. And, of course, my landline is dead. I reported it to Telkom yesterday.

I ate the nice dinner all by myself. Luckily, the leftovers can be shared tomorrow, too.

The rest of these two days was kind of like this, too. Confuzzled. There were only two instances of inner calm: Karen Jennings’s lectures on social insects (I am loving them and can’t wait until the next one) and the meeting with my counsellor today. I was brave. Very brave. And she was simply wonderful. I feel safe in her presence. We have now dug as deep as it gets, no longer only scratching the surface … the real work can begin now!

I got another newsletter from Temenos, recommending a Equinox Wellbeing Escape and today it feels like the only thing that might save me. But, a really lovely weekend is just around the corner, so I just need to survive tomorrow …

Wish me luck! (And do not arrange to meet with me – I, or you, will not make it.)

Be kind. Wear a mask. Support local. Get vaccinated, please. Live.

“Physical distancing remains one of the key strategies to curb this pandemic.”

— NICD