So… I have been very quiet this year.
I think I speak for many when I say 2020 sure found out a way to fuck with everyone’s mind, body and soul.
Here I was thinking a global pandemic may have been a way to stay at home, spend time with my immediate family, catch up with my emails, other computer based tasks, start a little online business, keep in touch with friends, relax, truly find myself once and for all… Nup. That’d be easy. That’d make sense. That’d make me feel and look like I was in control of my life.
The reality of 2020 was that tracky dacks, lounge wear, all day PJs and activewear became the new covid uniform of many; myself included.
Some people got to work from home. Others were considered essential workers and had their hours and workload increase on them in the blink of an eye. Some people continued to go to work as normal. Then there were those with every intention to get back into the workforce not able to do so… All because of the pandemic.
Things got worse, the first wave had peaked… Movement restrictions kicked in, toilet paper, hand sanitiser and disinfectant was highly sought, and fought, over. Schools closed their doors, teaching now occurred online from kitchens, loungerooms, bedrooms… Where ever. Thank fuck for technology and our wonderful teachers who had to completely change their teaching style and adapt to what was being thrown at us.
Things started to look brighter. Or so we thought. Then the second wave hit. Here we go again. 🙄 Some places have been in strict lock down, others have pretty much been running business as usual, doing what they can to stay on top of new cases while keeping businesses open and life running as normal as possible.
It felt like we’d been keeping the virus at bay… But now we have yet another outbreak of positive cases. Thankfully the government is doing it’s best to nip it in the bud before things go bad fast.
I guess 2020 still has 2 weeks left to fuck with us… Who knows what these last weeks have in store for us?
Fingers crossed that 2021 will be nicer to us. But who knows what next year will bring. I certainly don’t want to guess.
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