Week 43: It certainly has been a strange week here. My son went back to school Monday on hybrid. Meaning he goes into school on Wednesday and Friday with 1/2 of the rest of the students in the school. He is on his own to complete assignments on Tuesday and Thursday while the other half of the students attend school. On Monday they all meet online for 1/2 day of classes. He really likes it. It just confuses me because for the last three weeks every day has been Sunday to me.
Then there was the certification of the Electoral College votes on Wednesday. I was really looking forward to this day as I was hoping the news cycles would move on. I had been doing really well staying away from obsessive news watching for about a month. I thought for sure once Wednesday came I would be over it and could move on. Nope. I was sucked back in. I plugged my computer into the television so I could watch it on the big screen. It was strange watching it all happen. I had several different news outlets on NPR, PBS, CNN, and the network stations and would flip between them all. Depending on which outlet you were watching depended on how they spun it. By the time the news got some Republican spokespeople saying, “It’s Antifa acting as Trump supporters,” I was in bed and just turned it off. The whole thing was maddening and sad all at once. Today I can look at it objectively but Wednesday was tough.
They have delivered about 40,000 doses of Covid vaccine here in Michigan as of Friday. Our area is still on group 1a – Front line workers and those over 75 or in nursing home or rehabilitative care. Next week they plan on moving to 1b – more front line workers those 65 and older and possibly a few others. I am in group 3 or 4. So, I figure sometime in March or April I will be eligible for a shot.
A friend’s father died the other day of Covid and several friends are in the middle of cancer treatments – breast, lung, colon, liver…. I have been a bit overwhelmed with all the emotions – Covid, government, cancer – are making me feel all my emotions at a very high level. You tell me my shoes are untied I just may cry.
How are you all doing this week?