That’s it… We’ve hit a whole year. A whole year of disrupted life; isolation, worry, and all the other things that have gone along with COVID.
On this day last year, we were sitting in my employees’ office, making last-minute plans to work from home. Sending telecommute agreements to managers to have their employees sign, assigning cables and peripherals for Surface computers. Testing Microsoft Teams for videoconferencing. St. Patrick’s Day was the last day that I was in the office on a regular basis. The official lockdown in Washington was announced on March 23. Although I have been in to work since then, it is for a day at a time, once a week at most, but generally a day every couple of weeks.
I mourn everything that has been lost since then, and I have struggled mightily at times. I haven’t had a real vacation in that time, as I am not a fan of staycations. I’ve had a few days off here and there, but it isn’t the same as getting out and fully decompressing. I long for a flight to a far away town. I long for a road trip to a National Park. I think I just need to book something soon.
I continue to believe that COVID has been a huge boost for the early retirement plan. With nothing to spend money on, I have saved so much! But I have had a hard time feeling motivated to tackle all the home projects that I ought to do. Purging all the random crap that I know I should get rid of? Still not done. Selling stuff on Facebook Marketplace? Nope. COVID has not been the shot in the arm I need to take on these tasks… See what I did there? Clearly this lockdown has not made me more witty either!
Anyway… 15 days to bend the curve and all. Maybe year two will finally start looking up.
COVID Words of Wisdom: They said I changed a lot. I said a lot changed me.
How are the rest of you all feeling on this one year anniversary?