While my business is not deemed "essential" by the state of Maine, which just tightened up restrictions on our going about (which, in my way of thinking should *not* be needed, because we *should* all know better) I have received an order recently and will be shipping the sign this week, while going about "necessary business." My important mail comes to a PO box, which I try to visit weekly, and the hex will go out while I am there, having been well sanitized before packaging just on general principles.
|Six foot diameter sign in process, fall 2019.|
In addition to this big project, I am planning to attach 5 of the typical signs that I paint on plywood, to the south side of the building, facing the road. I will probably make three of the 3 or 4' size and two smaller ones. I am still doing "virtual design" placing pictures of these designs on a picture of the building digitally, to see what I like best. I am pretty sure, at this point, that the very traditional signs like the ones for protection, binding the blessings of prosperity, and natural balance will be featured, as well as some of my own design, like the Earth Blessing and Blessed Year with Old Norse Galdr... a traditional design with a northern tradition pagan "twist."
When going to the store requires a trip of half an hour or more one way, just to get to "town" -- and much longer to get to a "real town," you learn quickly to stock up and to find creative solutions.
A "real town" is a concept that anyone who has ever lived remotely will understand at once. LOL A "real town" is one with more than just one small grocery, a post office a hardware store and a gas station. "Real towns" give you options. More grocers to choose from and the grocery you do choose will likely have more variety, just as an example. Living remotely, you are not going to drop everything in the middle of making dinner to take even a hour long round trip to the closest market or to put it on hold while you send your spouse out because you are running short of milk, eggs, or anything else. At least, not often and not for long. Such habits, which work well in a more urban setting, eat up hours and gas budgets quickly in the country.
When you factor in that we were always a one-vehicle household, I had to come to grips early on with being literally "stuck at home" while hubby worked.
Put together, those factors along with my native introvert tendencies, have made the transition to a quarantine situation "except for 'necessary' business" much easier for me than for many. I'm long past the frustration of wanting to go somewhere... anywhere... even if I don't have a reason, just because I can not, or am not allowed.
I am trying to combine errands to no more than one essential trip out a week, most of which are related to feed and fuel and timelines set in motion long before "shelter at home" and "social distance" became a thing. There are chicks being hatched and a new kitten about ready to come home and we will need food for both. And since I will be pouring the 50# bag of dog food bought earlier into the dog food bin, and it comes from the same place as the chick food (medicated crumbles) which also sells kitten chow in larger bags, well guess what! I'll do a 3-fer at the feed store in the "real town" to the north of us, instead of heading to our equivalent of the "big city" to the south, and will pick up fuel for the space heater and post the hex in our little burg on the way. And yeah, I will to an "order online, pick up outside" at the feed store, though there is where the annoyance factor comes in. They are expecting me to use a cellular telephone to call them from the parking lot, instead of driving up and honking. Yes, I know I am probably the only hold out left, and I intend to keep it that way for multiple reasons. So I have a "creative solution!" Once I have placed my online order and it is confirmed with an order number, I will take a large piece of paper, a heavy marker and go to work, writing "pickup order #..." on the paper and will stand -- at least 6 feet away from anyone I see -- outside the store, waving the sign back and forth until I get someone's attention. Even though the clerk probably won't see me at first, I am sure other customers will point out the crazy old woman standing in the parking lot waving a sign. It will, at the least, give me a chance to wave and smile at the other folks who may be much more frayed, already, than I am.
And that is important... spreading smiles, finding joy where we can. Do it.