Tomorrow is big for two reasons.
The first is that I get to take the day off. That's right; it's another one of those “let's try to use up all my unused vacation days “ three-day weekends, which means, among other things, that there won't be one of these posted tomorrow.
I hope that's okay.
The second reason is a little more profound. And when you think of it, it's kind of tied into why I have all of those unused vacation days. Tomorrow will mark the last time in a year that I had co-workers. Yup...a year ago Saturday marks the day my co-workers were either furloughed or moved off-sight, which means I'm been roaming the musty halls of the station all alone for a year now.
Wow.
I've been reflecting a lot on that recently. When all this silliness started we were hopeful that in what—two weeks?--the virus would be gone and we'd all be back to normal. Fifty weeks after that, we've all adjusted to living in our “new” normal and would, in all likeliness, return to what we did in the Before Times the same way a time traveler might head back to the 1950s and wonder how people ever got along back then.
With a shake of the head and a bemused grin.
What does the future hold? I have no idea. I have no idea when we'll finally make our way out of the surreal life that's taken over the planet. I have no idea when we'll get to do the things we used to do in the way we used to do them. And I have no idea when (or even if) I'll get my co-workers back. But you know what? If all fifteen months of 2020 (so far) have taught us anything, it's that we've all gotten quite good at adapting to change, whether we want to or not.
Have yourself a great weekend. Before I start my weekend tomorrow—in fact, before I even go to work today—I have to go get a shot. So maybe tomorrow (and today) is big for three reasons, and not just two!
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