Friday, August 7, 2020

Reminding Myself What Life was Like During COVID-19: Day something

 Actually, I figured out the day for me. I'm going to start from Mar 12, which was the day that we were told that everyone at Redgate needed to work from home. That means:


It's day 148.

Today is August 7, 2020, and while I've been working from home since 2002 sometime, I'm in day 148 of the COVID-19 crisis. I'm also stealing this post title from Brent Ozar, who wrote this post on June 13 , and again on Aug 4. I should have written this when I saw his post, and I started one in July, but abandoned it.

In any case, I can't believe we're still in this situation. However, I'm going to run down a look at today and then some memories in another post.

Life in August 2020

We wear masks everywhere, or most of the time when we're out. Colorado is under a mask order, meaning that if you are in public and cannot stay 6ft away from people, you should wear a mask. This means I have some in every vehicle. 

I also forget. I have walked to a store many times, only to turn around and go back to my car to get my mask. Some people don't wear them, but a minority. Lately, it's 90+% of people in masks in the grocery store or gas station.

The gym is very compliant, though there are always a few musclehead meatheads that won't wear them. I try to, and I clean equipment before I use it. Yoga has moved outside (had a class today) as if we hold it inside, the gym feels we need masks. No one wants that.

I have a dinner scheduled for tomorrow with a friend, both of our families together. I think we're fine, as most of us are just at home, and we won't wear masks in the restaurant, but so far that hasn't been a big problem. We went to a friend's house last night to sit on their porch and drink wine. We shook hands.

I have no travel for the forseeable future. I had one trip in my schedule, really my daughter's trip, that I cancelled today. She's staying home for the semester. I'm hoping that it's just one. She also got her braces off yesterday, which was cool. She's cute.

I miss traveling. I miss seeing more people. I'm struggling, however, there are no shortages of things going on around the ranch. We have a pregnant, deaf mare due any day. I need to cut grass and maintain some vehicles. I'm playing more guitar, but not enough. Mostly I think I have low grade depression over the state of the world.

I'm not afraid to go out, but I am being careful. We still coach a bit, once a week with open gym, but as of today, things are in flux. The state moved high school volleyball to the spring, so I'm not sure what that means for club coaching.

Mostly life is normal, but like a slight shift, as though we're living in a fuzzy view of what we used to have.

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