Will This Ever End? or Depression Has Become My Middle Name

I just binge watched “A Good Place” in two days. That basically left me time to go to the bathroom, do my morning chores, and sleep. I even ate while watching. It’s a terrific show with a lot of deep ethical and moral lessons with laughs thrown in. I highly recommend it if you have no life. It has lots of twists and turns and surprises and is worth the time. I recommended it to my husband. He watched all day, right up until his bedtime. He still has hours to go to finally get to the end.

We’ve both had two shots, so we’re vaccinated. We still need to wear masks when we go out. We’re going to a big cat sanctuary this weekend, and we’ll be masked the whole time, not only for ourselves and everyone else but for the animals as well. I’m assuming the tigers won’t be masked. I’m excited about the trip for several reasons. (1) We’ll get out of the house. (2) We’re going with my daughter and grandson, both of whom have been vaccinated. (3) It will be neat to see big cats. (4) Did I mention we’ll be getting out of the house?

Every time I think that this imprisonment will end soon, another report comes out about new variants and some group of people doing something stupid, which will set off another wave. Having worked with college students for 30 of my 34 years of teaching, I knew that Florida would be full of them for spring break. Without needing to be told, I knew there would be no masks or social distancing. Teenagers and people in their early 20’s think they are immortal, and nothing bad…