Tired of It All

RDP FRIDAY: TIRED

 

The fantasy stories spun during the Covid Lockdown in Washington State were brain melters. 
I am so tired of them ALL. More then any of the other perks that will come with Washington state opening back up at the end of June, the best will be that I won’t have to eat word salad stories like these anymore:
When we were in the midst of lockdown you told us  your story about driving to Eastern WA and hanging out with people not from your household…but as you explained it,  they are ‘family’ and it was okay because seeing family was a ‘safe’ activity.
You didn’t get the part about how that only works if you actually live under the same roof.
Later that  Summer  you posted pictures of you visiting  family in Idaho and again  you stressed it was a safe activity because everyone you saw were family  so you were sure it was ‘safe’  when you all gathered around the table and helped the birthday guy blow out candles on a tray of cupcakes
and then you and your “family” stood six feet apart outside and ate them-
and to top this all off you later last winter you went to  party with your “Pod” and lo and behold some of the guests came down with Covid-19
all I can say is
I’m surprised more people that you know aren’t dead.
The End.

I Have Missed You Darling October

Word of the Day Challenge: Thirst

Covid Restrictions in Washington State are going to be lifted for  fully vaccinated individuals and our state Reopens on June 30th  so this is what I’ve missed during the lock down and what I look forward to in June.

Henri Matisse – The Green Pumpkin, c. 1916

Of all the things I’ve missed

since the Covid-19 lockdown began

I have missed October the most.

 

I  have missed being afraid for fun

I  have missed haunting cemeteries for sport

I have missed saying ‘boo’ and making people laugh

 

The lack of October has made me

anxious, tired and sad

I am hungry, I am thirsty for the darkness to return.

 

I have missed you Darling October

and I have missed  your children

Christmas and Halloween.

 

Snow clouds, thunder storms

falling leaves and icy garden paths

come home soon, I am waiting for your return.

 

I Guess I Am Bitter

Word of he Day Challenge: Vaccine

Oskar Kokoschka – Knight, Death and Angel I, 1910.

Back

when our state shut down

I was deemed

a non-essential worker and laid off work.

 

“Lucky you!” Said some people. They actually said that.

“Now you get a government paid vacation.”

I didn’t feel lucky.

It wasn’t a vacation and I had to beg for my benefits every Sunday night.

 

Then the vaccine was rolled out

and again I was deemed non-essential- back of the line for me

and  I stopped looking at my news feed on FB

because Essential people wouldn’t shut the hell up about their shots.

 

You were deemed essential

you got to keep your job

you were essential so you got your vaccine,  you were safe and protected

I got a cloth mask and a bottle of hand sanitizer. Didn’t you see that happening?

 

And then as the fourth wave hits

I got my shots and my job back but this is what I know:

I didn’t end up in the hospital but a lot of people did.

They were essential. We just were not essential enough.

Yeah, I’m Talking About You

Photo A.M. Moscoso

Yesterday was Paul Light’s Monday Pet Peeve, but I was so peeved it took me awhile to articulate this because all that came out was ARRRGHHHHHHHHHDAMNIT!

Here it goes.

I do what I’m supposed to do under the Covid-19 Rules in my State.

During the holidays my family didn’t get together- even though we live within a block or two of each other. We stuck to the guidelines about not mixing households.

I wear my masks ONCE- when I get home from work it goes from my face  to the washer along with my work clothes. I don’t wear my workshoes in my house. I don’t hang it on my rearview mirror with the notion that the germs on it will die over night.

I wash my hands, I do the social distancing.

My entire family follows the rules and guess what.

None of us got sick- which is good because at least 5 of my family members have underlying health conditions that could make Covid-19 a VERY serious problem for them.

So the problem? My Peeve?

It’s the satellite people in my life that I have to deal with- people on the train, professional acquaintances who think it’s okay to dance off and go to super spreader events, or play like they’re following the rules and then let it slip about how they just “had” to go to this party or that party because it was SO important. Plus nobody was coughing or running a temperature so it’s all good.

I could not  possibly careless about the risks these Covaidiots take, but during the work week I have to deal with these jerks one on one. No Zooms for us.

I’m tired of doing what’s right because in doing what’s right for the people I care about, I’m also doing it for a bunch of scum suckers and bottom feeders too.

I wish there was a way to tease those two groups apart because I’ve had it up to my eyeballs with the being forced to care about a bunch of people despise with a passion.

My Monday Peeve is pretty big and it’s still eating at me  and it’s Tuesday.