We are a short (or long, depending on your point of view) twenty days from the end of the longest (yet shortest) year ever. I'm hearing every day, time and time again about how all days have looked the same, how tired we all are of the routines, the isolation, the masks, the frustration with folks not wearing masks, how these days have been the longest ever.
For me, the next twenty days will look a lot like the previous 346 with some exceptions for possible wardrobe changes for possible worsening weather conditions.
Just to catch you up and to clue you in:
Both my son and daughter remain healthy. My son's industry is basically shut down but he has managed to stay afloat and look as though he may weather the storm. Casting calls have resumed, albeit guardedly. My daughter is working in an Assisted Living facility as a culinary lead. They are tested weekly and have on-site safety protocols in place to minimize exposure and spread.
My employment as a revenue cycle specialist with the medical billing company remains active. My being able to work from home (even before the pandemic) has been quite the saving grace. Things with the company were a little shaky for a time; there were lay-offs at the beginning. There have been a couple of new hires so, at least things are holding steady.
I have not cut my hair. I am still sketching though not every day as before. But I feel good about what I produce and the communities I have discovered. I spent a good number of recent days creating and mailing greeting cards for the nearest and dearest of family and friends. I expect to finalize the last batch before the weekend has expired.
My annual medical visits, postponed from May because...well, you know, will take place over the next month or so. I have four appointments lined up and barring any hiccups in any of the labs or screenings I should be good to go for 2021.
Twenty-twenty notwithstanding I'm feeling pretty good. Given the track record here over the last several months I probably won't be back here within the next twenty days so I shall wish you all
Happy Happy Joy Joy for whatever December holiday celebrations you observe. May your next twenty days be more of the same or better or at least full of Peace Joy Love Health and Happiness
Happy Happy Joy Joy to you, too. Good to hear you and yours are weathering the storm. I have also not cut my hair in a long, long time. I think before, during, and after pandemic hair pictures are in our future.
ReplyDeleteHair, it always come down to hair. :-)
DeleteI'm glad to hear that you are weathering the storm, D. What a year. What a ridiculous year.
ReplyDeleteHappy Happy Joy Joy to you, too! Ren and Stimpy *should* be seasonal references. Lol.
Ridiculous for sure!
DeleteYes they should! Lol
Of course, I didn't get the cultural reference to happy, happy, joy, joy and but I think I will now make it my December mantra.
ReplyDeleteI look forward to a more social 2021, saying goodbye to trump, and and hair pictures. Lots and lots of hair pictures.
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ReplyDeleteHappy, happy, joy, joy! Yay!
DeleteMe too, to all especially the pics!
Happy Happy Joy Joy to you! Oh man, now that song is in my head. I might have to introduce it to my students, if it won't be nightmare-inducing, ha. I am glad all things considered, you and your kids are weathering this storm. Crazy times. I hope 2021 is kind to you as well! Love your sketches!
ReplyDeleteI only know the song because of my kids although I don't think they reference it like I do. ;-)
ReplyDeleteThank you!