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How to Adjust to Life in Elsewhere…

How to Adjust to Life in Elsewhere

Darling, last July, after living in isolation for four months because of COVID-19, I came to the sad realization my lifestyle was not about to change anytime soon. I felt I was living in elsewhere and no longer in the America I love. And, that is how I named the new world we live in, Elsewhere.

It is November and Elsewhere has become my reality and a feeling of helplessness gnaws away at me because there is no place to flee. My inability to change the pattern of my new reality is daunting and breeds within me a feeling of helplessness. The loss of control over one’s life is difficult.

The Outside World

Serious physical violence, destruction, and verbal conflict in Elsewhere penetrate through the peaceful walls of our apartment in the sky. I ask myself, “Why should I have to be a part of this.” Isn’t isolation and the lack of any semblance of change in my life enough? And, “Why should I have to live in fear of being hurt, robbed, and even killed when I walk down the streets of my once beautiful Chicago.”

The incredible visuals of my once perfect Chicago has been replaced with boarded-up facades, police cars with flashing blue lights, policemen on every corner. COVID-19 is having a crippling effect on the lives of everyone in Elsewhere and so is something else… common decency. In Elsewhere, boundaries and consequences for poor behavior no longer exist.

Peggy Noonan’s Attitude

Last week after reading Peggy Noonan’s political column, in which she classified her reason for not voting in our national election, I said to myself as I tossed the read Wall Street Journal in our incinerator, “Bye Bye, Ms. Noonan.” One of my readers commented on my last blog in which I touched on the column, “You are showing your age.” How wrong my reader is. My objection has nothing to do with her soft altruism, not my age. Ms. Noonan’s article reaches thousands of people of all ages which gives her an open pulpit to persuade people not to vote. She should demonstrate through her writings that voting is a civic duty and that we are fortunate to live in a democratic society.

Like you, I learned there are consequences for wrongdoings. In Elsewhere there are no consequences for poor behavior. There is no moral code of ethics. You can say and do anything without repercussions.

All of the above takes a toll on society and its citizens.

Putting Some Order Into My Life

Unpacking 83 boxes from our California home to our apartment in the sky was just what the doctor ordered. I had no choice but to concentrate on my personal life. It felt wonderful to unpack and focus and organize. I kissed Elsewhere good-bye for a time.

I cleaned, sorted, bought clear plastic boxes from Amazon with stickers and a pen to label everything! Every cabinet, every drawer, every closet, looks like a window dresser walked into our apartment in the sky. The inside of my kitchen drawers makes me smile when I look at all my brightly colored kitchen tools.

Our storage room built out by California Kitchens a few years ago is almost organized and could be used as an example. My Ultimate Concierges closets, drawers, and shelves look better than the men’s department at Neiman Marcus. Our closet for soaps, Kleenex, toilet paper, thermometers, Tylenol, Advil, all size bandaids, shampoos, soaps, and more is so neat and orderly it looks like the shelves in Walgreens! The linen closet smells fresh with pretty sashes and is filled with feminine and neatly folded linens and towels from Matouk and other brands.

God Bless My 83 Boxes!

My 83 boxes brought harmony back into my life. I have found personal comfort. While disorder continues in Elsewhere, I have found solace inside the four walls of our home. Henry Thoreau said, “Things do not change. We do.” Unfortunately, his meaningful quote is only partially true because… things did change. And yes, Henry, we do change.

During this time of unexpected turmoil, my 83 boxes led me unexpectedly to pivot away from all the madness going on in Elsewhere. I realize it’s time to self-nurture, darling. I am rediscovering that self-nurturing is the mortar that holds a woman together and I look forward to the day we all move back to somewhere over the rainbow. And, I will be ready to take it on by storm. I am inviting all of you to join me!

Sending friendship across the miles…

How are you adjusting to life in Elsewhere? Please share your thoughts with me in the comments at the bottom of this page. 

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