[DAY 65] It’s been a mind-blowing couple of days. There are five more lives in my apartment than there were 2 days ago. Photo from the last time I left my apartment, which will be the last time for a while. 📸: @marilena.dimotsantou •• I had a bit of a meltdown yesterday. I’ve gotten slammed with work this week. I’m trying to take good care of Zoe. She’s been having accidents because of normal pregnancy and post-birth issues and keeping the house clean is an exercise in frustration. And I’m so worried about the pups and her health and hoping everything goes well. •• It all hit me at once yesterday morning and I broke down a bit. On the one hand, I am so happy and grateful to have ongoing work during quarantine. Both for the purpose and the income it gives me. •• BUT. It’s a challenge as well. I haven’t spoken about it because I feel guilty complaining to people who have lost their jobs or the creative work they love. And I can’t imagine what that’s like right now. •• But getting hit with a pile of work during quarantine, when you’re mentally trying to deal with whatever this pandemic means, when you don’t have the end of day outlet of heading out for the night, or seeing your friends, or just seeing the world outside, can also feel daunting. •• There’s no reprieve. It’s just a day of nonstop work, followed by a bit of time on Zoom or HouseParty to relax, followed by another day of stress and work, and another, and another. •• And when I take a day off to relax, to take care of myself in this unnerving time, I just feel guilty for falling behind. But I need that time off to function. •• The point is: for many of us, no matter what situation we’re in, the grass always seems greener somewhere else right now. Everyone is going through their own challenges. So take care of yourself, and be kind. . . . . #losangeles #california #travelblogger #sunnydays☀️