Living in the time of pandemic: COVID-19 (283)
November 3, 2025
Year 4 of COVID in the Bay Are
Year 6, Day 189: We got notices that we still needed to vote in the special election for Prop 50, but I know for darn sure we did that weeks ago. Thank goodness for the track your ballot tool or I would have yet another reason to be sleepless half the nights. Actually tonight’s reason was nightmares about mosquitoes. Ick.
Today was rough. Lots of management stuff which means hearing people’s frustrations over other people that are being genuinely awful and can’t be reined in (for stupid reasons), and getting called out by exec management for not achieving the impossible. So just another Monday? I got through it all, along with the weekend backlog of work, plus a side of doing someone else’s job because they’re too green to do it themselves (which might sound resentful but I don’t resent them, just the situation). I’m exhausted. But the anger and frustration had me too keyed up all day to relax even when I made myself step away to cook part of dinner. I ended up working late into the night.
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Year 6, Day 190: Even though I know we do a fair bit to help folks, I tend to struggle with the feeling of buying anything nice for myself when I “should” be using that money to help others. Every dollar I spend on my family is fine (food, clothes, books, tuition), but fun stuff for me tends to feel guilt-laden. I usually go to our bank accounts to self soothe but even doing our net worth early for October didn’t generate a lick of dopamine today. It just set off a new mini spiral of anxiety over whether this will disappear like smoke after we’ve worked so hard, and what else do I need to shore up and protect what we have so we can keep helping other people. Whoof.
We’re coming into the last two weeks of a major migration at work and I’m both going to be so glad when it is over but also dreading the two weeks after the whole thing goes live because that’s when all the real problems start cropping up. That is also doing a number on my anxiety.
Year 6, Day 191: Launched the fundraiser today. I was trying not to get my hopes up buuuuut too late. I hope we gather enough to help folks.
We had a four hour (“stray” dog) rescue operation that ate up our whole evening unexpectedly. The situation both made me think: oh wow, I really need a dog AND ALSO NOT RIGHT NOW. I’m absolutely too tired for a new dog and all the integration work that would require. The dog was a bundle of contradictions: must have people because she’s chonky, but had zero manners whatsoever; bonded to us immediately; reeked like she had been living on the street for years (which meshes with the no manners thing). Animal control came by (turns out our animal rescue unit is open 24 hours! Good to know) and we learned her name, that she’s 6 years old just like Sera was when her owners gave her up, and also that her owners suck. I really hated giving her back. Animal control was sad about having to deliver her back. We all worked together to help her into the kennel safely and with the least amount of stress possible, but the poor baby was very scared when she saw the van. She’s a repeat customer and the whole situation is infuriating and heartbreaking.
Year 6, Day 192: Fall fundraiser total: $725! I’m still recovering from yesterday’s dog saga, work stuff and nonsense, and still need to delve into the numbers for open enrollment. I think all my brain is used up because now we cannot decide where to go tomorrow with the kids. PiC is the clearinghouse for our kid-related social life and he’s got an invitation from one coworker for to join her and her kids in Town A, a few of SmolAc’s friends are meeting up in Town B, we were originally planning to go to Town C as always but PiC spotted a new spot organizing much nearer to us, and JB’s friend’s dad asked him about joining us wherever we go. To complicate matters even more, JB’s bestie inexplicably invited Ex-friend to join us – the kid that gossips about JB and makes nasty comments about them to other people being their back. I put my foot down without even waiting for JB to come home to ask their opinion. Even if they were willing to spend the evening with Ex-friend, I’m not. Their parents would just dump them on us to handle and I’m not signing up for that, nor am I willing for JB to have to spend their Halloween evening watching out for the backstabbing. I asked the adults involved if they could retract the invitation instead of bowing out of our invitation.
Year 6, Day 193: What a DAY. I used to hate Halloween as a kid. The need for costumes that would draw attention to me, which I hated, having to trick or treat which meant seeing strangers and talking to them, I hated all of it. My kids love it and I’m surprisingly ok with facilitating their enjoyment of the day because I don’t have to do the things I hated back then but holy ghosties is it a lot of work.
We had the kids’ Halloween parade. That was an hour in the cold with an added knife twist of the principal reminding us that this is the last one for the 5th graders. OUCH.
A few short hours later, it was time to pick up the kids and get them ready for adventure. We explored a new to us trick or treat spot and to our relief, it was really well organized and a whole lot of fun. The kids, all 6 of them!, also ran into a lot of kids they knew from different schools and that was delightful for all of them. That made me feel better about how JB-centric our Halloween plans tend to be. It’s been 10 years of what they want, and this year SmolAc is starting to have preferences too. They enjoy seeing some of their classmates so we’re adapting to this development, though they aren’t asking to invite their friends – they’re happiest hanging with JB and their bestie.
Uch somehow it is the end of October and I needed to order a slew of craft things to be done with by now but haven’t done yet. I submitted a bunch of orders, please cross your fingers they all get here before the end of next week?
That poor puppy. š How heartbreaking to have to hand them back over.
Our open enrollment is coming up soon too but things might turn out better than my gloomy prognostications. Today we learned we might be able to go back to our old HMO that had a doctor we loved, a billing system that was simple, & a broader care team that rocked! I’m still bracing for the inevitable premium increase, but I will feel SO much better if we’re at least getting decent care in return.