Is it just me? Or is it starting to feel like Groundhog Day? We have all seen the Bill Murray movie Groundhog day that sparked the revolutionary term; you know the feeling when you wake up every morning on repeat and every day feels the same. All of a sudden, your once noticeable spring in your step has become a dragging of the feet. Getting out of bed each morning seems harder and harder and it starts to feel like Groundhog Day.
Why 2020 is starting to feel like Groundhog Day
I shouldn’t have to spell it out for you, should I? Being in Lockdown, Quarantine or self-isolation has brought the term back to fruition with the world staying at home, we are all starting to feel like Groundhog Day. Who knew that Bill Murray back in 1993 would be a prime example of how we are feeling here in the present 2020.
Why 14 days in Quarantine had me Optimistic
Yep, I am the first to admit it! My first 14 days in Quarantine had me all optimistic! You know the feeling, positive affirmations spewing out of me more times during the day than ever before! I was feeling the positive vibes, and in fact, I was secretly loving being at home, not facing the outside world. I had no worries; which meant I had no trips to the grocery store, no outside chores on my list of things to do, no reason to stress about things that didn’t matter (e.g. outside my front door). I was even secretly loving the extra time I had to read, exercise inside (I have a bike in my room, staring at me every morning to get active), do a little overdue gardening and of course, spending loads of time with the kids.
Yes, my love of cooking had been re-erected, along with it my over the top obsessive need for cleaning! Uh-Huh, this is where the cracks started to show. When my new chilled out version of me, left Quarantine I was so over the moon, that I spent walking the dog for hours in a different area each day. I was so appreciative of the little things in life, the sun shining, the green grass, birds chirping, the ocean’s breeze and the fact I could walk further than just laps in my backyard.
How self-isolation can feel like Groundhog Day
To be honest, my first four weeks were manageable, and I could even mark them down as enjoyable. I have spent more time on myself than ever before! My nightly routine has become my favourite part of the day, from meditation, masks and oil burners to reading and listening to podcasts, things I once claimed to be self-indulgent, are now my go-to sanity fixer – who knew!!!
Now, a month on, and I find myself trying hard to rearrange my schedule each day so that my mornings aren’t dragging my feet! My days are now busier than they were pre-isolation (due to over-commitment during Quarantine) and now I feel like my days are on repeat. Wake up, exercise, work, household duties, bedtime routine, repeat!
The cracks are showing now it feels like Groundhog Day.
So I went from overexcited, extra positive to feeling mentally drained. My lack of freedom has got the better of me, and boredom has set in (just a little). My mood is not as chirpy as it was in the beginning, and I find myself a lot snappier than I have ever been in my life. Waking up every morning and stuck on repeat has got me feeling less optimistic and more “is this ever going to end?”.
My obsession with cleaning has also hit an anxiety nerve. That until now has stayed pretty well below the radar. It is not that I love cleaning (who does?), it is just I have to have things in order (all the time) to make for a happy me! Which means that cleaning has taken over my life, my once clean house, now has to be sparkling from head to toe. Which I can tell you first hand -is genuinely exhausting!
Things that once didn’t bother me or I wasn’t home enough to notice, now drives me up the wall! Streaks on the countertop, marks on the windows or dust on ANYTHING!
From lipstick effect to big-ticket items
Is it just me or did we start out believing that this online shopping addiction was the lipstick effect? You know, bought a little something nice to help us feel a bit better that won’t break the bank, to an addiction of some sort. I am embarrassed to explain what I have bought over the past few weeks (Instagram ads do not help the cause here) everything from gym equipment to beauty products (oh and loads of gadgets that I never knew I needed).
Where I am at now
So here I am, a once stringent over-planner to now struggling to figure out what day it is, let alone how many days we have been self-isolating. My travel plans are now cancelled all the way up to October (still a little bit of optimism in me)! I am not sure what I should be planning for, as I have no dates on when life will become less groundhog day and more start planning to see my husband again.