Outbreak
The world has gone crazy since I last wrote. A “pandemic” has been declared over this virus from China called Covid-19/Coronavirus. The economy has been brought to a standstill as businesses are forced closed and everyone is being told to “shelter-in” either as a suggestion or in the case of Illinois and other states a declaration by the governor. Grocery stores have been left with bare shelves and paranoid morons hoard food and toilet paper (for no justifiable reason whatsoever). Suddenly, all the preppers they all called paranoid conspiracy theorists now look like geniuses. The media is basically licking China’s communist boots trying to blame Trump for everything that’s happened. Congress is attempting to pass a relief bill that I unfortunately won’t see a dime from because I make too much money, but the democrats are trying to seed the bill with their insane, socialist/climate cult desires. People have lost their collective minds.
Meanwhile, nothing has really changed for me at all. I was already predominantly working at home. I was already not going to movie theaters or malls or stores generally (all the ones I did frequent are still open). I was already “social distancing” because I have very few friends and avoid people as much as I can. Nothing is really different in my day to day life except hearing some of the few people I talk to deal with their unfounded paranoia with lots of grappling with all this “what if” and “what about”-ism. Paranoid about scenarios that aren’t happening (yet).
It’s really allowed me to reflect a little on my own life and how far I’ve come as far as some of that stuff goes. I was dealing with that kind of paranoia in my every day life years ago when other folks I know were blindly going about their business. Now I feel like I am at least somewhat more capable of dealing with the emotions as I watch others crumble into madness. I have to admit for some individuals I find it quite satisfying to see.
Just before all this broke I saw the Doctor for some drinks in the city where I briefed him on the (still intended) plan of getting married in the French Quarter next Mardi Gras weekend. I don’t see any reason why this plan still won’t go forward, though current money situations for other people might cause an issue with them coming, mainly Sparrow’s friends as I doubt the only other person I invited would actually have gone anyway.
As I may have gone on a tangent about before, the money situation for us isn’t great. Well, specifically for me. With all the work that needs to be done on the house and paying off the Jeep it will be a struggle do accomplish all these things as well as have funds for the vacation and the wedding. It is not an impossible task, but daunting. And what seemed like an eternity of time before looks now like the year will flash away in the blink of an eye. We’ve been trying to get the downstairs bedroom and bathroom painted since the beginning of March. It is now the end of March and the ceilings aren’t even fully done yet. And there are 5 more rooms to get done. Not promising. Especially considering the weather will break soon and there is a ton of outside stuff and the garage to deal with. Not to mention new flooring, kitchen counter and backsplash. It all feels overwhelming.
My issue is, as I have learned countless times over the past 20 years, the minute I know I am moving my interest level in anything in “the now” is almost nonexistent. I just want to get to that future point so my life can move forward. Because I will be in limbo for the next 365 days or so, not to mention the adjustment period of having to settle into a new house. I don’t even want to go back into that rabbit hole of buying and selling at the same time.
Oddly, I am wondering if this virus thing will actually work out in our favor with the housing market. As in people deciding to not sell (or buy) till next year. It could be something really great, or have no effect at all. I just don’t know.
Meanwhile, nothing has really changed for me at all. I was already predominantly working at home. I was already not going to movie theaters or malls or stores generally (all the ones I did frequent are still open). I was already “social distancing” because I have very few friends and avoid people as much as I can. Nothing is really different in my day to day life except hearing some of the few people I talk to deal with their unfounded paranoia with lots of grappling with all this “what if” and “what about”-ism. Paranoid about scenarios that aren’t happening (yet).
It’s really allowed me to reflect a little on my own life and how far I’ve come as far as some of that stuff goes. I was dealing with that kind of paranoia in my every day life years ago when other folks I know were blindly going about their business. Now I feel like I am at least somewhat more capable of dealing with the emotions as I watch others crumble into madness. I have to admit for some individuals I find it quite satisfying to see.
Just before all this broke I saw the Doctor for some drinks in the city where I briefed him on the (still intended) plan of getting married in the French Quarter next Mardi Gras weekend. I don’t see any reason why this plan still won’t go forward, though current money situations for other people might cause an issue with them coming, mainly Sparrow’s friends as I doubt the only other person I invited would actually have gone anyway.
As I may have gone on a tangent about before, the money situation for us isn’t great. Well, specifically for me. With all the work that needs to be done on the house and paying off the Jeep it will be a struggle do accomplish all these things as well as have funds for the vacation and the wedding. It is not an impossible task, but daunting. And what seemed like an eternity of time before looks now like the year will flash away in the blink of an eye. We’ve been trying to get the downstairs bedroom and bathroom painted since the beginning of March. It is now the end of March and the ceilings aren’t even fully done yet. And there are 5 more rooms to get done. Not promising. Especially considering the weather will break soon and there is a ton of outside stuff and the garage to deal with. Not to mention new flooring, kitchen counter and backsplash. It all feels overwhelming.
My issue is, as I have learned countless times over the past 20 years, the minute I know I am moving my interest level in anything in “the now” is almost nonexistent. I just want to get to that future point so my life can move forward. Because I will be in limbo for the next 365 days or so, not to mention the adjustment period of having to settle into a new house. I don’t even want to go back into that rabbit hole of buying and selling at the same time.
Oddly, I am wondering if this virus thing will actually work out in our favor with the housing market. As in people deciding to not sell (or buy) till next year. It could be something really great, or have no effect at all. I just don’t know.