I must be frank. I am typing the beginning of this entry still in the thick of 2020. Covid cases are steadily rising. Hospitals are maxed out. I am still going to work.
I am scared.
To remedy all that, I currently have my Amazon peat burning with the smoke tendrils directly below my nostrils so as to get the most Positive Irish Feelings possible.
Good Breaking News: The Pfizer vaccine was "approved" today, which means that there is hope on the horizon.
I hope.
But like, the Lori Loughlin kind of hope. Where it seems great, but then you realize Aunt Becky isn't who she says she is.
2020 hope.
I have been on the fence about getting the vaccine right away. But as a very funny meme told me: I have been eating hot dogs my whole life, and who the heck knows what's in those. So I'm going to get it.
Oh, and my really smart friends in the medical field were like, it's cool, man.
So I will also get it because of that. Whenever that is.
After all, despite apparently being an integral piece in getting the economy back and running, Starbucks did not deem my profession important enough to offer a free coffee the other day. . .
It's not like I spend 1/10 of my humble salary on their delicious, over-priced beverage concoctions annually or anything.
Anyway, I am really excited for this year.
My beauteous sister is FINALLY getting married after pushing the date back a few times.
I may actually leave the confinements of the Tri-State in some way, shape, or form.
I am going to get motivated and change up the 'ol sluggish lifestyle so that when things return to 90% normal, I'll be ready.
'Cause let's be real, you are another level of inspiring/crazy if you used 2020 as your opportunity to lose weight. Honestly.
Bring on the salad.
Skål xx
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