End of Covid! Stepping Back In!
Like many of my fellow American, and world, citizens, my husband and I took the precautions that came with COVID seriously. We followed prescribed guidelines of going out only on necessary trips such as to the grocery store. In March and April of 2020 that was a daily excursion as we attempted to time our visits to the restock of items we needed. We never had success with toilet paper…remember? A friend brought us a twelve roll package. Bless you, Jon and Aileen.
We voluntarily masked when out anywhere.
My networking groups, club meetings and even client meetings were conducted via Zoom.
As a side note, how tremendous a blessing technology was during this time. There were many that kept employment because of technology . (It made me wonder how isolated people felt a hundred years ago when even a telephone wasn’t accessible to most folks ?!)
We ordered out from restaurants at least once a week if not more, watched online concerts and “tipped” the band the cost of a ticket. It was the least we could do, being relatively secure in our situation.
Now, we begin the rebuilding, and the “collective we” hope to make rapid progress so that those who did lose employment will be able to repair the damage done to their finances and security.
Some will dip their toes into a new normal and some will dive. I’m more of a “dipper” I know those pesky viruses. Like any life form they just wait for their opportunity.
Here’s some fun things I’m planning for the open up as we test the waters.
We’ll be spending our anniversary at Huntington Library in San Marino. Almost all outdoors, soaking in beauty in various forms, natural and architectural and art. Of course, top it off with a restaurant visit..or take out, whatever seems right at the time.
The Beach - Even Pre-pan times I preferred a little distance from the other bathers.
So, I’ll spread out my sheet, stake my claim with an umbrella. A nearby lunch spot will supply our picnic lunch. Munch a bunch, read a book, and enjoy the sights, sounds, smells and textures of our magnificent Pacific coast. Ah, the smell of suntan lotion…that’ summer!
In the water itself, that’s where I dive, or least submerge.
See you soon!
Carla Jones
