The End of an Era

Work From Home

Farewell my little work from home setup.

It’s been a year and I’m so done with this tiny desk in the darkest corner of the bedroom. Zoom after zoom. The constant apologies for the dogs barking every time the squirrels crossed the front yard and the background roar of the gardener’s weed-eater twice a month. This little corner of our house has been all things over the past year, work, school and a lifeline searching for eggs and toilet paper. It has been one heck of a year.

Getting back into the routine of leaving the house every day has been unexpectedly therapeutic. The pandemic blah best described in the Atlantic article “There’s a Name for the Blah You’re Feeling: It’s Called Languishing” is, for the most part, now gone. Replaced by the familiarity of the morning commute, the dropping off of Kid2 at school on the way to the office and the saying hello to people in person, even if from behind a mask.

With Kid1 getting her first dose of Pfizer this week, the one remaining hurdle to feeling like the pandemic is truly in the past is vaccine authorizations for under 12 year olds so Kid2 can join the rest of us in our COVID-19 immunity life. Until then, she’ll keep wearing her mask when we are out in public and we’ll keep reassuring her that she’ll be ok. With vaccinations up, community spread way down and summer upon us, I am hopeful for the future post-pandemic world.