I wont bore you with all the details, but things have been rough. Wow. Haven't really caught a break since we moved, but it hasn't been all bad. Good things include our work places and our neighbourhood. 2021 had us all thinking we were almost done and it was a pretty good year to be honest. I was off for most of April, May and June w the kids as their schools closed after Easter break and didn't go back, but it was wonderful to be home with them, take a walk every day in the sun and watch the seasons turn. I got good at cross-stitching and taking pics of flowers and birds. Then we tripped at the finish line, Omicron hit us after Delta and now its like two years of progress have been erased.
It's been hard being so far from family up North with Covid but other than get vaccinated and keep our distance from others, there isn't much we can do. It seems like the Ontario gov has basically given up with this latest wave; no tests, no tracing, not telling parents if there's Covid in a classroom, not closing schools unless 30% of students and staff are out with it, and reopening bars and restaurants at the end of the month. Who cares if Omicron is a super-spreader! Life must go on! Nevermind kids under 5 can't get the vaccine (yet) and that the (IDIOT) unvaccinated are clogging up the hospitals. Back to Normal At Any Cost I guess. We've been very lucky at our house-there's been a few close calls but no Covid. No-one in our immediate family has gotten it either thank goodness, and everyone is vaccinated.
We've all been struggling with our mental health here, except Ryan, as I believe he could get himself out of bed and Do All the Things through sheer spite if he needed too. I'm medicated now for anxiety as last March I had a bit of a break-down and was constantly considering throwing myself off a bridge or into traffic just to like, escape. Now instead of that I just live with things. I still don't drink or do drugs, so stitching or Minecraft and Pathfinder are my escapes. The meds just keep away big anxiety spikes. There isn't a pill to make the cognitive dissonance of my existence disappear, sadly. The kids hate homeschooling and once Kat's second dose kicks in, she'll be back in class. Me? I wish I could work from home. I'm so done. I'm exhausted from dealing with people all day, every day. I'm tired of their problems and pettiness. After 17 years of front facing customer service type jobs I am DONE. But I don't have an alternative, yet.
