It felt pretty good. Going out without a mask.
Maybe we could go out to eat?
Maybe we could start to live life again?
Here comes the newest variant.
I have masks in my car, in my purse, and in my coat – just in case.
I guess if there is a bright side, its that the vaccines seem to be working to at least make new infections less severe and we do have treatments now.
But we can never completely let our guard down, and its tiring.
I feel like we are missing out on life. I finally moved. I had started looking when covid came to town. It seemed safer to just stay where I was for a while.
Then I started looking again. I missed out on a house that seemed perfect. Someone slid a bid in before me and got it. And now even the fixer uppers are too expensive.
There were no apartments available except the most expensive. I waited a year to get the one bedroom I got. There were no 2 bedrooms available probably for another 2 years. Can you believe it? I seriously gave half my stuff away. What a nightmare.
After a month of really hard work, its starting to feel like home. Which is a good thing since home has really become the central part of our lives. Its important to make it a place you love.