Herd Immunity in These Foolish Things

I’m at the office today and had two major meetings that lasted long enough and I feel like I’m just done for the day. It’s actually approaching quitting time, so I’m just going to journal until time to go. I need a mental break.

I heard a news story today saying that some of our area’s population has reached herd immunity for Covid and then they listed out several zip codes, including MINE! I’m not sure what that means exactly, especially since I leave my zip code every day and travel to an area that doesn’t have herd immunity as far as I know. What does all this mean?

And once we are safe to run around, am I going to even be safe to run around? Hmmmm.

I simply can’t wait until life goes back to something resembling normal. But then again, what is normal anyway? I’ve certainly had a NOT-normal last couple of years, haven’t I? I guess what I mean is that I can’t wait until I don’t have to worry about being sick or getting sick. Or at least I will be done with this treatment and then I can go back to being as healthy as I possibly can be AND living a life with a semblance of freedom to move about.

About where?

That’s a good question. I think I just want to get away from here for a while. Maybe it’s as close as the Grand Canyon again (that was the first leisure trip I took after my carotid blew). I found it to be so healing to be there - and also Sedona (same trip) - with all of the vortices and vibrations. Or maybe Napa to have a good douse of wine and fresh air and maybe stay in a place with an outdoor shower! Yeah. Something like that.

It’s nice to think about planning things and then doing them.

And then there’s the thought of moving. One of the places where I was exploring before (last summer) has an apartment with a floor plan that I really like opening up - in July. And that’s actually good timing because I’m supposed to give my apartment a 60-day notice. I’m going back there on Saturday afternoon to look at the place again to make sure I still like it. It’s a 20-minute jaunt from my downtown place so again, I have to be prepared to say goodbye to downtown life, and yet it’s still close enough to be able to go downtown frequently when I want.

Ugh. Can’t make up my mind! It will add 10 - 15 minutes to my commute to work and I’ll have to put Martini in a new daycare situation. But it would be a nice change.

Can you tell I’m feeling a bit restless? Can you tell I don’t want to talk about any medical issues AT ALL today? Can you tell I’m about over it?

I want that freedom. I want to be out. I want to go on dates and to brunches and shopping and wine tastings and hikes. I want to feel healthy and carefree. I’d love to get naked with someone someday.

I’m so ready for those days again, but I have to wait a little longer…
Longingly,
GS