My friend Trish died this week. Trish and I met in college in 1987. We were instant friends. We spent a huge amount of time together and we got ourselves into trouble more than once.

This week I had a moment of clarity. Rather than getting myself worked up about things, I went analytical.

Why am I feeling this way? What is causing this anxiety?

I was sitting at my desk, staring out the window, when I realized...I want to be out there!

So here are some things I did this last week.

So here is what I have been up to the last week trying to flatten the curve...this is almost the daily routine…

I have been working from home for almost 20 years. For me, this social distancing is the norm...at least in terms of work. I have learned some things, and observed/experienced some things that you might find helpful.

You could say I have been practicing social distancing for the last few years. I work from home and have clients all over. And while that is nice, I often realize that it has been 5 or more days since I have been outside the house. My husband does a good job of encouraging me to get out. I need that, because I honestly do not notice until the 5th day or so.

Without going into detail...Over the last year or so I have been able to observe the criminal justice system closely. It has been a stressful and sickening process to observe.

I have sat in court and watched people's lives destroyed. I realize there are consequences for bad decisions. That is not what I am referring too.

I have always taken on more than I should. I like to be busy. Only recently have I began to realize that while I enjoy being busy, I can't sustain it for long periods of time. Turns out, I need a break every now and then. Who knew?