Difficult times
I haven't posted in almost a month. When I started posting regularly again it was back when this whole pandemic began, and I thought it would be fun to post every day of quarantine. I did a daily post for about fifty days, then I would do either daily or every other day. I simply ran of things to say that I thought would be interesting to anyone.
Steve and I were quarantining when he was furloughed from Chuy's restaurant back in March. It was early on in the pandemic stage, so we enjoyed each day with minimal stress. Then he got called back to work when restaurants reopened and began relaxing precaution measures.
Three weeks after he returned to work, Steve got Covid. It was a horrible ten days, but we got through it, and thankfully without me catching it.
But there was no way Steve was going back to work after that, so he resigned.
For the past seven months, we have been home together. We're lucky because we enjoy one another's company. We've been staying home and trying to get through every day without seeing anyone else or talking to them. We try to go out only to the store when needed (we did sneak in a road trip last month, because we could stay away from people), and simply trying to be as safe as possible, because we don't want to go through the illness again.
But as we stayed at home, fearful of stepping outside, being around people, and possibly catching the disease, we watch television and see how many people were having parties or gathering in large crowds, not wearing masks, some even believing the virus is a hoax (I don't understand how that is possible, but it's true). We sit at home, week after week, month after month doing what we're supposed to be doing, and watch idiots blatantly ignore restrictions.
And now what's happening? The colder months are here and the pandemic is worse than it's ever been. It's worse than it's ever been, and it didn't have to be. It's gotten to this point because tRump is acting like it's not a big deal, and he is feeding the lack of compliance as acceptable.
That brings up the other thing that plagues our heads lately: the election.
We are now three days away, and I have never felt so much anxiety toward an election before in my life.
If (God forbid) tRump cheats his way into another four years as president, we won't survive.
But when Joe Biden wins (please, God, please, God) I am fearful of the aftermath. I am afraid that after tRump loses, his terrorist followers are going to start a war. Steve and I are both afraid of what will happen. We went to the grocery store yesterday and stocked up on weeks of food, just in case there is civil unrest and it is dangerous to go outside.
Crazy, difficult times. All we can do is pray, I guess.
Please stay safe. Mask up. 💓
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