Feeling a little burned out because of the constant, unyielding barrage of news about how no one knows when, of if, there’s a light at the end of the tunnel. Now, personally, I don’t really mind riding through an apocalypse, what I mind is not knowing how long it is to the off ramp.
But, one good thing to come out of this is that I have stepped up my prep game by several orders of magnitude. However, I am, honestly, getting a little tired of it. To be fair though, I’ve been going at it 110% for the last few months. I suppose I could dial it back a tad and still get things done without the burnout.
Perspective, I suspect, is the big thing for me to keep in mind. I’m really not that concerned about getting sick from the Kung Flu. I’m far^5 (thats the same as far, far, far, far, far) more worried about the consequences of the flu….the shortages, the price hikes, the inconveniences…but especially the economic impact. Look, you may avoid contracting this thing entirely. And if you do contract it, the odds are you’ll live through it. But there’s virtually no avoiding the economic fallout. It could be something fairly indirect, like your IRA not being anywhere near where it was 12/31/19, or it could be more direct as when your boss says “Don’t bother taking off your coat”. There’s not going to be any avoiding the economic fallout, the best you’re going to be able to do is mitigate it. The key word is resilience.
At the moment, I’m spending a few minutes each night, long after the sun goes down, sitting on my front steps, appreciating the overall quiet and placidity of the end of the day. I try not to think about anything other than that particular moment. Not think about tomorrow, not think about what needs to be done, not think about what may (or may not) be coming down the pike. Just enjoy the moment of sitting on the steps, on a summer evening, enjoying the calm and quiet. Kinda give myself five minutes where there’s nothing to think about, and just experience five minutes of sitting in the breeze, smelling the night air, and feeling good about that instant.
Of course, after that it’s back to checklists, expiration dates, spots and premiums, 30-rounders, 4473’s, rates of return, and due dates….the things that make up a life.
What about you? Getting a little burned out at the constant ‘under the gun’ feeling of this crisis? The ambiguous and often conflicting statements about severity and duration? The constant little voice in the back of your head that urges you to ‘do something’ even though you know you’re doing exactly what you should be doing? Whatcha doing about it?



