Today was a lovely day and we have been cooped up for so long we decided to make a break for it. Himself decided we needed to see the Herring Run. It's only the next town over, and we arrived, wearing our very sensible, not to mention fashionable, masks. No one was there when we arrived, but after about ten minutes a man (without a mask) rode up on the sidewalk on his bicycle. As he walked towards me I gave him the straight arm and he walked around me. Still, I wasn't happy to see him. A few other people drifted in (with masks) about ten minutes after that, and although I'm sure they were lovely I was not in the mood to play "Social Distance Enforcer" so I suggested we leave. And how long CAN you watch fish swim upstream on their way to their romantic encounters anyway? Not that I don't admire their commitment, because they really had to work at making those jumps up the stairs.
I felt slightly wicked for being outside in the middle of the day (Saturdays feeling just like workdays now), and even though we followed all the rules suggested by Dr. Fauci, I was a bit nervous. For my next adventure I decided it was time to brave a liquor store and get some very nice blue gin and a bit of tonic to keep it company. I put the bottles in the trunk of the car and slathered my hands with antiseptic goo when I climbed back inside. Mission accomplished! I have become such a daredevil. Except when I was walking around a car in the parking lot a woman (unmasked) had her driver's window rolled down and made quite a production of coughing at me out the window. I think this was her way of expressing her disapproval of my submitting to the authoritarian regime who won't let her go out with her friends to get her hair done or eat pizza at an inside table. I didn't say what I was thinking, although I did mutter it under my breath inside my calico mask. She was not nice, not considerate, and not very smart.
I don't like what's going on "out there". People are getting bored with COVID-19, but COVID-19, unfortunately, is not getting bored with us. The fact that we want it to end will not make it end. It stinks, but there you are. Not wearing a mask in public has become a dare and a confrontation. It's the "I'll show YOU who's boss!" mentality and the nicer the weather gets, the worse the attitudes. I won't be going to the beaches, or the park. I won't be playing tennis (OK, I never really could, so that's not much of an example), or even sitting six feet away from friends in a circle to chat. I'm not sure when I'll feel comfortable eating in a restaurant again. It will be a while before I will even get take out, and we all know how I miss my Chinese food. We are entering the most dangerous period of the virus; the part where the novelty of living in a historic time is wearing thin but the danger is as big as ever. Until there is a vaccine we will just have to show consideration and courtesy and caring for one another. And quite frankly, that's not looking very likely.
I felt slightly wicked for being outside in the middle of the day (Saturdays feeling just like workdays now), and even though we followed all the rules suggested by Dr. Fauci, I was a bit nervous. For my next adventure I decided it was time to brave a liquor store and get some very nice blue gin and a bit of tonic to keep it company. I put the bottles in the trunk of the car and slathered my hands with antiseptic goo when I climbed back inside. Mission accomplished! I have become such a daredevil. Except when I was walking around a car in the parking lot a woman (unmasked) had her driver's window rolled down and made quite a production of coughing at me out the window. I think this was her way of expressing her disapproval of my submitting to the authoritarian regime who won't let her go out with her friends to get her hair done or eat pizza at an inside table. I didn't say what I was thinking, although I did mutter it under my breath inside my calico mask. She was not nice, not considerate, and not very smart.
I don't like what's going on "out there". People are getting bored with COVID-19, but COVID-19, unfortunately, is not getting bored with us. The fact that we want it to end will not make it end. It stinks, but there you are. Not wearing a mask in public has become a dare and a confrontation. It's the "I'll show YOU who's boss!" mentality and the nicer the weather gets, the worse the attitudes. I won't be going to the beaches, or the park. I won't be playing tennis (OK, I never really could, so that's not much of an example), or even sitting six feet away from friends in a circle to chat. I'm not sure when I'll feel comfortable eating in a restaurant again. It will be a while before I will even get take out, and we all know how I miss my Chinese food. We are entering the most dangerous period of the virus; the part where the novelty of living in a historic time is wearing thin but the danger is as big as ever. Until there is a vaccine we will just have to show consideration and courtesy and caring for one another. And quite frankly, that's not looking very likely.
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