Color of the Year in These Foolish Things

I said I didn’t want to write more about Covid because of Covid Fatigue, but what can I do? Life revolves around it right now.

Best Bud got sick yesterday. She went to get the test today. Turns out, she was at a party over the weekend with some good friends - who happen to be Trumpsters (which should be neither here nor there, but…). I saw some posts on FB. These people are suuuuuper wealthy and throw incredibly extravagant parties, and this one was clearly a big Christmas shindig with all of the decorations and food and booze and the fancy clothes and all of that.

I sent a text to BB this morning asking how she was doing and she told me that Alice, a woman she’d been talking with all evening had let her know that she was sick and had tested positive for the Rona. Ughhh. Pretty sure BB’s test will show she has it - even though she says she still has her senses of taste and smell - she had a nasty fever yesterday.

And then there’s NORT, the Woo. Remember he tested positive too. It was right before Thanksgiving. He just sent me a text telling me that he’s still interested in “romancing” me (oh lord), but that he’s still not feeling well (he says his doc says he’s released from quarantine because he never developed a fever - what? Have you heard of this? What ever happened to making sure you have a negative test?!)

I tell you what - I don’t want ANYONE coming near me to romance me or not! Until we’ve had the vaccine, it’s not looking like anyone should be near anyone else.

WHY are people still having parties??!! I mean, what on earth? Why are people still trying to woo?! In fact, NORT is actually trying to woo right now! No, NORT, NO!! Stop the WOO!

And yes, I am working back at the office, but it’s been pretty easy to stay away from most people. I have turned into quite the germaphobe, constantly washing my hands, spraying sanitizer and using wipes or paper towels to handle anything. I keep my mask on most of the day except when I’m sitting at my desk and nobody is close by…I dangle it off one ear so I can breathe for a bit.

It’s been suuuuper busy at work and I’m swamped and just annoyed at pretty much everything. The engineer who is working with me was supposed to take the place of Easy E (who retired last year, bless her, what a smart move that turned out to be), but he is so awful with a lot of the things that she used to do. Luckily, he’s good with heavy lifting (literally), but he’s horrible at doing anything proactively or intuitively. Like, he has to be told EVERY LITTLE LAST TIDBIT of information. He can’t run with a task and do it on it’s own. He has to be told how to do it and every step has to be approved by me. I can’t work like this. Also, there were 4 people working on this same shit last year (and it wasn’t me - I was working on all of TLIC and none of this other stuff), and now it’s just me and the engineer. Same level of stuff. I’m winging it and not feeling great about it.

I was supposed to have an interview phone call with an HR manager at a large furniture company today. The job is for a designer/product developer and I know I’d have a good shot - but she fucking ghosted me! I’m super annoyed. We’d gone back and forth with times and time zones and made sure we were both clear on when the call was going to be. Alas, she never called. Even after I emailed to tell her I was waiting… Rude. The only way I’ll let her off the hook is if she was having technical issues, which I hope she was because then we can relate! Ha.

But truly, I think she may have simply ghosted.

Must continue with the aggressive search because it’s going to take a lot more than a few phone calls, technical issues or not, to land another gig during these times.

I feel like there are other things to discuss, but I can’t remember right now. Brain fog is real, isn’t it? Though I will say that I think changing my meds has been a good thing and I don’t feel soooooo draggy like I had been feeling for a few months. My resting heart rate is already back up into the mid-50s (it had dipped down into the low-40s for a while).

So there - lots of medical talk in this entry, hm? Would love to get back to talking about sexytimes and lots of dick action, but I suppose that will have to wait a little while longer. I’m looking at this time as my time out to get back into my good, healthy habits.

Ah, 2020. You can’t go fast enough. And yet, I can’t get all the shit I need to get done. What a dilemma you’ve been, TwentyTwenty.

OH! Did you see Pantone’s color(s) of the year for 2021?? Thoughts?

I have many, but I gotta go for now…

Oh - I do have one final thought: This is truly Pantone’s Color of the Year for 2020!

GS