All around the county, the 4th of July wasn't what it was last year. Heck nothing is like the way it used to be last year. Our holidays are falling by the wayside one by one. My work in event planning has suffered from this virus.
I've already had to postpone, reschedule, and then cancel at least 5 events so far. Currently, our biggest event of the year is hanging on by a thread. Now we are running around on the hamster wheel--marching each day towards a large man made disaster.
I'm waiting for my husband, a teacher, to be exposed. I'm waiting for myself, working with the general public every day, to be exposed. We've been extremely blessed that we have survived unscathed this far. However, I cannot see that peace lasting for this entire affair.
This year, we had another holiday in isolation. We spent the entire day at home, alone, doing absolutely nothing. Our neighbors had a ball with fireworks. Since our yard is covered in trees we opted to not buy into the fireworks this year.
In the middle of the night, I stepped outside to the smell of gun smoke and the booming of millions of fireworks. We were lucky enough to see some of them. Mostly, we could just hear the war zone.
Since returning to work, life has been non-stop. If we aren't writing new programs we are cleaning. If we aren't cancelling events at the drop of the hat, we are answering a bombardment of public questions about the virus. However, despite the overloaded schedule, I have managed to decorate the house a little for the 4th of July.
These were all on a budget decorations. I bought some dollar tree flags, and then I made some stars out of old book papers, etc. I even painted a welcome sign and little wooden firecrackers for the front porch.
We enjoyed our long weekend at home, but despite the rest I still lugged myself into work exhausted. My husband and I both feel the exhaustion. I come home and worry about what the next day will bring as far as viruses, political arguments, work, etc. I realize that I took for granted out peaceful existence before this pandemic.
I took for granted the peaceful nights worth of sleep, the non-mask wearing days, the abundance of clorox wipes, the not jumping at the sound of a cough.
So now that the COVID 4th of July is over, it's time to march towards my COVID birthday, COVID Halloween, etc.
Stay healthy, and be well.
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