I'm doing okay. Admittedly, my own mind probably shields me some (not as avoidance, probably just out of sympathetic protection) from those seven weeks.
I have a great job with supportive people. One of my colleagues has become a friend beyond work; I sometimes have game night with him and his fiance' and another friend. We will probably have our bar trivia team again too once this Covid mess is over. I've also had them over for movie night. I had my first annual performance review in November, and I got a reasonable raise.
The cats are good company. Yoshi makes sure to love me, the Jack needs love (emotionally needy, which does me good sometimes), and Luna, aka JudgyCat, is comic relief. They usually sleep around me at night, so we all keep each other warm. I'm also glad the winter here has been really mild for Michigan; we've had little snow, and the temperature has often stayed several degrees above freezing. I really haven't needed my snow tires (though they've been on since late November).
My church started a meal train for me this past week, which was really nice of them. It's not a need, but they wanted to do something and it is a comfort. It also ensures I don't eat bad food all of the time. Myself, a colleague, and our boss also decided to try a prepared meal subscription by Freshly at work; it's not super expensive, and it's healthier food. I'll update when I've had some of it, it's supposed to start this week.
I'm back on the treadmill, this is my third week. I'm trying to get in three times a week, usually around 3.5-3.75 miles at the moment, but I'm ramping up; I did four miles this past Friday. Getting my heart and lungs back in shape.
I'm a bit of an introvert, so I don't mind being alone as much as some; it helps me recharge. In fact, it's often peaceful, which I'm thankful for.