Will this ever end?
And if the answer is of course it will, when is it going to happen? How?
Covid-19 isn’t going anywhere. There have been rumors of various treatments that might or might not help. Vaccines that are whipping along the approval process but are still months away. I feel like we need to start figuring out a way to live our lives, knowing that this disease is out there, all the time.
My house is riddled with masks, and I hate them. I hate that I can’t smile at people, and have started enthusiastically saying hi to people. This ends up with me in a lot of awkard conversations with people thinking I want to have long conversations when I really just want a replacement for being able to smile. But I know that wearing them is the only way that we’ll be able to go out in the world.
On a side note – worldwide pandemic is not exactly helping me to get Sam to willingly leave the house.
Plans are still totally up in the air for the fall. Will colleges start back up? Will the girls go back to school? What will that look like? Constantly gaming these scenarios out takes up an unreasonable amount of time for me, but then again, there’s not a whole lot else I’ve got going on.