I don't know if I've posted in this thread before (?), but I read here everyday. I love the community and clear friendship that everyone has, and honestly, I feel like an interloper poking my head in to post now.
I'm handling this differently from most others I know. I just ordered a handmade bag off of Etsy that I've been eyeing up for a while. Part of this pandemic crisis for me has been the need to focus on life
after this, in whatever form it takes. Normalcy is missing and I don't want to drown in that feeling, so buying myself a small bag now with the clear intention of using it when we are out of lockdown gives me something to look forward to.
I am editing my collection as it has grown too large for me, so I've been donating what does not work and am planning to curate a completely streamlined collection gradually over the course of a few years; essentially I'm starting my bag collection over so that I end up with 10-16 bags (and absolutely no more than that) that are each special and functional, and will serve me for at least a decade. This new purchase will be one of the ones in the final collection and it will be the *only piece I buy for myself this year.
*Edit: I bought 2 pre-loved beauties ($25 each I think) in January, and this custom bag will be my last purchase of the year, and the only piece from my new list of my 'ideal collection'.
My frame of reference is different to most people's. I've always had to move around a lot for work- by choice as an adult because I want to live everywhere and learn everything, but also as a child because my mother is a humanitarian doctor who serves in various war torn and third world territories, so we moved a lot with her. Being very unstable, always in changing circumstances, and ever acutely aware of the frailty of being human is ingrained in me. I don't feel uneasy with this situation because it is my 'normal'.
I've also never had the fortune of perfect health, and have lived a chunk of my life in 'lockdown' anyway (blood disease that often puts me in quarantine for a couple of months at a time). I've fought for my life repeatedly (an accident + my existing conditions made me critical for 4 years), and I've been struggling to get steady employment for over a year now, with no regular income and no back up plan. Having no financial security, being on the other side of the world from my family, and being categorized as immuno-compromised is my frame of reference for my whole life.
The pandemic has put the rest of the world in my wheel house.
Seriously though, life is short and tomorrow is not promised to anyone, so I've learned to live in the moment and enjoy little indulgences along the way. This pandemic is no different.
I am not frivolous or careless and I realize the seriousness of this situation. But I'm also adaptable and know that nothing beyond my personal efforts (washing hands, sanitizing goods, self-isolating) is within my control. So I do what I need to in order to stay as safe as I can, then I focus on the immediate next step and not beyond that. If I can have a pretty bag for that next step, great. If I die tomorrow, then someone will find it and hopefully enjoy it as much as I did.