cabin fever

After all these weeks of being shut in at home and at the hospital, I think I am finally tipping over the boiling point of insanity. Cabin fever is an understatement, really. I've read a new John Grisham book (Ford County: Stories, a collection of great short stories that he's accumulated over the years). I've done Sudoku puzzles and nearly finished a 240 puzzle word search book. I've watched more TV in these weeks than I've watched all year (and more than I'll probably watch all next year). I've planned a few worship services for when I return to my ministry tasks. I've read all the copies of The Christian Century that are laying around the house (gotta go to the office to get others tomorrow). I've read and reread the abundance of gift cards that people have sent (all 98 of them!). I've made Christmas shopping lists and even shopped a little thanks to the convenience of shopping online.

It's a funny place to be - in between. I'm in between just lying around and getting back to life as normal. I'm in between wanting to get into stuff and having the strength to actually do it. In between is a lonely and strange place, one that I don't recall having visited very often in my life.

Tomorrow will be another adventure: my first day alone. Tara starts her new job tomorrow as a department manager for Gabriel Brothers in Parkersburg. Markus will go off to daycare (there's no way I can handle him yet). Belle will head to school. Me? Who knows? I'm hoping to walk across the yard over the church to get a couple of books to read. Maybe a midday nap. Maybe another 240 word search puzzles. Hopefully, I'll find something to do that will break the monotony without breaking me!