… I had my last hug. Well, I hope it won’t end up being my last one, but damn, that’s a looooong time to go without.
I write this even though I know how pathetic it’s going to make me sound. Because at this point, who cares right? Anyhow, when I first moved into the present Casa Azahar I realised I seriously needed more kitchen storage space, so I bought this Ikea pantry thing that sits just outside the kitchen door, and frankly I couldn’t manage without it. When it first got set up (see photo below) it was immediately packed full of everything that wouldn’t fit in the kitchen cupboards… and it’s pretty much stayed that way. Until now!
You may recall that back in January I set myself up with The Schedule, with daily, weekly and monthly Things To Do, just so I would actually do them. And I gotta say… fuck I love The Schedule! It’s like I have reclaimed some semblance of order in my life, and it also requires a certain amount of discipline from me too (none of this “oh I don’t feel like it today” jazz… if it’s in The Schedule it must be done).
So I just saw this article about Dr Fauci predicting that people will be wearing masks well into 2022 and all I can say is…
Because of course we will. And should. And for possibly forever. At least during the usual “cold and flu season” from October – March. I mean, why wouldn’t we? It’s been shown that mask-wearing prevents not only coronavirus contagion, but also regular flu and the good ol’ common cold.
This has been the first year ever that I haven’t had my annual Christmas Cold. And anything that would help with not contracting ANY kind of flu is pretty much okey-dokey with me.
Meanwhile we have some government officials saying that we will be “back to normal” by April, others still trying to “save summer” tourism (because “saving Christmas” went so well?)… but Dr. Fauci maintains we will see nothing close to “normal” again until next year. How do you feel about that? I find it’s almost reassuring to have a more realistic “end” in sight, even though it’s going to be tough going.
Remember the good old days (last March) when we thought this would all be over by the summer? Well yesterday I checked back in with my GP to ask if there was any update about the Covid vaccinations in Sevilla. As in WHEN THE FUCK WERE WE GOING TO KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT WHEN WE’D BE GETTING THEM. And he said, nope. Nobody knows nuthin. Not even him. There is no programme in place for letting the public know when they will be able to get vaccinated.
This is so disheartening. Especially when it seems like our government, while totally fucking up vaccine distribution, is probably going to be promoting tourism – and more contagion – this summer. Because you know the whole Let’s Save Christmas thing went so well, with a (predictable) massive spike in new cases and deaths mid-January. Why not Save Summer and kill more disposable people too? Honestly, I despair.
It truly looks at this point that there will be nothing even closely resembling “our old lives” until next spring. Because, a bit like painting the Forth Bridge, once everyone is vaccinated, they are going to have to start all over again with the next round (which will hopefully run more smoothly).
Meanwhile? Well, do you have any plans? Other than NOT going on holiday?