Boy, was that a long two weeks.
One year ago today I left the office for a two week work from home, flatten the curve, pandemic safety stuff thing.
365 days later, that two weeks is still going… and going… and going…
I wanted to write something profound to commemorate the occasion, but I gots nuttin.
I took this in the parking garage on the way in to the building on that last day. That final Friday the 13th.
On this day last year Massachusetts had 123 cases. As of last night we had 598,859.
On this day last year the United Stats had 2,204 cases. As of right now we have 29,348,298.
So much for all of that curve flattening shit, right?
On the plus side, at least we have a President now who actually understands that pandemics are bad and not political statements. We have vaccines now and folks are starting to get shots. The daily infection rates are dropping steadily. There actually appears to be an honest to goodness end in sight.
I’ve been staring at this post for about an hour now. Just trying to think of something interesting to write about. Still nothing coming to me. 365 days worth of covid lock down. The next covid-versary is March 21st. I believe that was the last time I was in a store, with the exception of the time we went to get a flu shot.
I’m tired of covid. I’m tired of coronavirus. I’m tired of lock down. I want this shit to end. Pretty please?