There is a very special lady in town who likes to bring The Reporter gang food throughout the year. We trade her old newspapers. I don’t know what she does with them.
The food is always appreciated and always delicious. This year she asked for a specific date and we went back and forth about it, with each of us thinking we understood what the other was saying. We didn’t. So there was a mix up.
But that’s okay because it’s 2020 and we’ve learned to roll with the punches this year. We made other arrangements and she brought the food the day after we thought we were going to have it and all was well. Our bellies were full and everyone was content and in the Christmas spirit.
And of course we didn’t complain because we didn’t want to be petty about free food. That would be very ungrateful, wouldn’t it?
But if a no-show of the food for a Christmas party doesn’t say “Christmas Party 2020,” I don’t know what does.
Lots of things didn’t work out in 2020, did they? But we made it.
Earlier this year the days and months seemed to drag by. In April or May I asked a friend where he sees himself in five years, and he answered, “July 2020.” And that about sums it up. I felt the same way.
Yet here we are with only a very short time to go in 2020 and I’m a little shocked. It’s Christmas already? What a strange, strange year.
I’m still astounded by the run on toilet paper earlier this year. A very contagious respiratory virus caused everyone in the country to run out and buy toilet paper. Looking back, that really causes me to shake my head. And laugh. You can’t make this stuff up.
I thought there would be a meat shortage so I bought half a cow. There wasn’t a meat shortage. Proving once again that I am no psychic.
I naively thought at the beginning of all this COVID-19 stuff that it wouldn’t last more than a few months. Yet here we are.
I admit I was a little concerned about the Murder Hornets. Wonder whatever happened to them?
I remember some of my friends saying after one or two weeks of lockdown that they had scrubbed, cleaned and organized their entire houses because they were so bored.
I was never that bored. I did need to do a little organization and I got that done, but I did it much later than my friends did.
I shaved all my hair off during lockdown because I couldn’t get a haircut. That was kind of freeing in many ways. I wouldn’t hesitate to do it again if need be.
Some people really went with the whole mask thing. I’ve seen some very stylish masks around town. I got one from my friend, Andrea, with dogs all over it and a pug right on the nose. It’s good to get into the spirit of the thing.
I can’t be the only one who was worried when finding out I had been around someone who later tested positive for COVID. Those feelings are strange. And even more scary for me was wondering if I had it and was giving it to someone else. Every sneeze or cough made me want to research the symptoms. Again. And again.
A lot of my friends really got into shape and lost weight during all of this, so they’ll come out on the other side of COVID looking and feeling great.
I wish I loved exercising as much as I like drinking wine and eating everything, but that certainly didn’t happen this year. And it’s not looking good for next year either.
Several people I know started businesses during the pandemic. Some from a place of need and others from a place of boredom. I think they will look back proudly once this is all over.
I’m just happy we made it this far. None of us have ever experienced anything like this in our lives. But we made do. We survived. We carried on. We adjusted. We adapted. And I’m sure we all hope 2021 will bring an end to this virus. We made it.
Merry Christmas everyone!
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