There’s a lot to be said for routine. It certainly can give us comfort in times of upheaval like what we have all been experiencing since COVID-19 hit us all several months ago.
When I got home from rehab this past spring after the fall that broke both my legs in late December, my normal daily routine had to be adjusted. Now I had a full-time aide to help me with the things I couldn’t do for myself with two near-useless legs.
It didn’t take us too long to settle into the routine we have been following ever since. I suppose the fact that we were stuck in the house together with nowhere to go for all those months made it easier in the long run.
Meals were at the same time, daily chores were done on schedule, bedtime came regularly after a couple hours of television viewing, Everything went by the clock.
Once we eventually started going out to medical appointments which had been postponed for those earlier months, our schedule got a little looser. My daughter would come to drive us to various medical sites and we actually got to see what was happening outside the confines of our little home world.
Sometimes we even got to stop at a fast-food establishment when appointments ran past our usual lunch times. What a treat!
But mainly, being confined to home, I got considerable pleasure from “tagging along” by texts and photos with members of my extended family when they started to get out more as restrictions loosened, even though they strictly followed the rules for social distancing and mask-wearing.
Bike trips along scenic trails, clamming along the shore, playing golf at a scenic country club, sailing out of Stonington with my son and son-in-law were all things I experienced vicariously from the comfort of my own home.
One son and his family have started taking occasional day trips. One afternoon they packed snacks and ended up on top of Mount Greylock, Massachusetts’ highest mountain. With few people nearby, they could sit up there and eat their snacks looking down at a beautiful view on a gorgeous sunny afternoon.
This past weekend, they headed for Maine, sending home photos of the family with Portland Head Light in the background. They then stopped at Ogunquit for a takeout seafood supper which they took to Wells Harbor and ate while social distancing at a local band concert. “We sat nearly alone in the pavilion while most people sat on blankets on the lawn,” my daughter-in-law texted me.
And so I am following my regular routine in the comfort of my home while enjoying the activities of my family as if I were there. Truly, the best of both worlds.