COVID Year Two was more of a challenge than COVID Year One.
It wasn’t that I expected the pandemic to end, as many apparently did. I did not, having some awareness of real world logistics, the speed of science, and the tendency of those who have made bad decisions to double down rather than repent.
And I’m not chafing at restrictions upon my usual activities. My life hasn’t changed much, except for wondering whether I am carrying home a fatal illness with my groceries.
No, the biggest, buzziest COVIDfly in the ointment of my life is Continue reading