Life gets crazy, even in a pandemic. We are approaching the 1st anniversary of the initial lockdown of the pandemic. What a different a year makes. Or, conversely, how little has changed in the past 12 months. Reflecting on that, we are still in a raging pandemic. We are still wearing masks and trying to social distance. Vaccines have picked up and R and I have had our first of 2 shots. But no letting up yet on the masks and distancing. I have been able to return recently to playing violin at church, which I have missed horribly. And yet, much as I wish we could go back to normal, I am not sure we can as a society. I'm not even sure I can as an individual. Take today, for example. The way I spent my day to day, that would have been quite foreign to me before the pandemic. In early March last year, I was still employed at MAC, working with Cindy. Which was pleasant, not terribly demanding and I suppose a good segue back into the world of working. I had about another 2 weeks l...
As much as I would like to do what my "familiar" Gizmo is doing in his box, I also recognize (as he does not) that those boxes just come and go. They are not a stable or reliable way to remain safe, and sheltering in an unstable, perishable bubble is not a great idea. He also jumped into my clothes dryer this morning -- another indicator of his less-than-stellar IQ. I am eliglble for a vaccination next week, 2 days from now. But apparently there are not enough doses available, and so no new appointments are being accepted. I am checking the website daily. That is my ray of hope. At least we now have a president and administration that is responsible enough to not only ask Americans to stand together to defeat the virus by wearing masks, social distancing and being sensibly careful, but to model the correct behavior. He has been criticized for taking off the mask while speaking from a podium, but you cannot see what is immediately around him, everything is sanitized be...