July and Still Crazy

I am over-heated, disgusted, depressed, aggravated, sore, and stressed. I miss my husband and daughter. I miss having places to go and things to do that are fun. I need a vacation… someplace cool and green and shady, with either a laughing brook or a peaceful mountain lakeshore. I need to be able to tune out for a while.

Can’t really do much about the heat issue. It is just hot, and often muggy, and being under the lights in the store doesn’t help. The mask doesn’t help, either, although I can breathe just fine with it on.

Disgusted and aggravated … that has mostly to do with the large number of unthinking, selfish assholes out there who won’t wear a mask/won’t wear a mask properly (IT BELONGS OVER YOUR NOSE AND MOUTH, IDIOT!), claim they forgot about policies we have had in effect since the beginning of  MARCH, and have the nerve to  bitch at us for things we need to do because it inconveniences them. Well, guess what, morons? We ain’t all that thrilled to have to clean everything down between every customer. We get tired of having to remind you to keep the distance in line.

Stressed, depressed, missing my husband and daughter, places to go/things to do…. that’s a whole big knot of negative emotions, no release options, and absolutely NOTHING to look forward to. All the festivals on the canal: canceled. All the county fairs: canceled. Other countries are closing their borders to the US because we have the highest number of Covid19 cases. I cannot go to England, and they cannot come here… because they wouldn’t be allowed to go back there afterward.

I really do try to keep a positive attitude, but sometimes it is just really, really difficult. The pandemic has been mishandled since the start. 52 years after Martin Luther King was murdered for pushing for equal rights for people of color, we are STILL having to fight for things that should be automatic in a society that claims to be about “Liberty, Justice, and Freedom for ALL”.

I need a break, someplace cool and green and shady, with a laughing brook or a serene mountain lakeshore.

About Mad Annie, Bronwyn, Ann

I am a wife.mother, writer, cashier (hey, it helps pay the bills), Pagan who sometimes thinks too much. A jackie of all trades and mistress of none
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