Living in the time of pandemic: COVID-19 (309)
May 4, 2026
Year 7 of COVID in the Bay Area
Year 7, Day 1: We have finally gotten the garage door fixed! It cost a bundle ($$$$) but we got a good price from the guy we used with more services for less than the Big Corporate company that sent through a quote for $200 more and half the services. Whew. That’s a huge relief.
The other mostly petty frustrations remain – my blog spam filter is utterly hopelessly broken (I’m now on my third one, hoping this will work), the WordPress app is also not functioning so I can’t blog quick thoughts, and I’ve got to get someone to do a thing about the oven. I would like my oven working again please.
Also how is it I’m working every bit as hard – or more – since being told my job doesn’t exist anymore (except we have no information to move forward from here!)?? I’ve been taking calls nonstop from morning to evening every day. It’s deeply too much. I need to be able to take a break for my own sanity from all this. Sigh. I’m trying to carve out an hour where I am not making or taking calls, each day. Today’s task is to pull job listings that give me some useful language for my laughably outdated resume. Yesterday I spent a few hours fixing up my LinkedIn profile as a test run and that did help shake loose a few cobwebs. Weirdly being faced with the Word doc of my resume feels impossible to tackle but I’ll hack away at this slowly.
Year 7, Day 2: Here’s something I didn’t expect with this layoff: I actually have people who respect and like me well enough to write me glowing recommendations. Back in 2008, I was still early enough in my career, and isolated enough, that I had to stretch to get as many as three references. My bosses at the time were horrible toxic creatures so they were to be avoided at all costs and they didn’t give two hoots about what would happen to us.
In today’s world, I’ve already lined up a minimum of three senior leaders to serve as references for all of my people so they don’t even have to ask and contacted half a dozen folks to ask them to be references for me across multiple departments. My instincts had reacted like I’d be as much up a creek with this layoff as the last one – perhaps job hunt wise I will be, because it’s bleak out there, everything is AI everything – this bit of things surprised me. I guess logging 15 years with the same boss also gave enough me time to build strong connections I hadn’t expected to be able to lean on. This probably doesn’t have any relationship to outcomes, but
Of course with not a single rec mentioning how scary (complimentary) I am, which is the first thing these people usually say when they’re describing me, it feels a little weird. I’m being oversold here! In response to that, my friend commented that many companies posting job descriptions are also overselling how great they are too so it all balances out. There’s a certain amount of merit to that idea and it helps with my anxiety.
Year 7, Day 3: I’m not feeling sorry for myself because I’m too busy being mad and worried for my teams; we are in a much better position than last time so I am grateful for what stability I’ve built over the years; and stopping working for the terrible people is a net good. A random glance at an October post, and my memory of 2024, reminds me I have been miserable for a long time.
I am anxious, though. I will probably know next week roughly what we’re working with and that will be good information and start a loud ticking clock in my psyche. It’s going to whisper a countdown and I don’t want a countdown in my head. My best case scenario is that someone will have a job that’s a good fit out there and I’ll connect with them sort of earlier than I want to be working again and we can agree on a start date that gives me actual time to rest and recuperate. Universe, y’hear me?
In realityland, I’ve put together one application for a totally stretch position that might be me getting in way over my head. That was true of one of the jobs I applied for back in the day but months later, I ended up with a role with the same company that was much more realistic and while that was admittedly miserable too, it gave me a huge springboard into the next stages of my career with some pretty great people and I can’t hate that so I think it can’t hurt to toss my hat in the ring and see what happens when I ask for what I want.
Year 7, Day 4: Mental ping-pong 1: Panic, will we run out of cash before I find another job? // Calm, we have a decent amount of savings before we have to tap the brokerage.
Mental ping-pong 2: Fuck this industry that’s going very rapidly downhill. I want to do something that I actually care about now – animal care or something like that. Not that I didn’t care about the quality of my work in this job/industry, of course I did. But that was on principle, not because I loved the work itself. I don’t want to be miserable anymore. // We need a high salary, I need to suck it up and try to land something lateral or higher than my last job.
Mental ping-pong 3: I really really need a break. I don’t want to get out of bed for a week. // I have so many things I should/want to do. There isn’t enough time to do it if I get a job in any reasonable amount of time (3-6 months would be good, I wouldn’t want to start after only 3 months off but I do want something in hand at that point for the future).
None of these include my specific need to have a job that I can do from bed if necessary. I don’t know how I’m going to manage to swing that despite successfully running this company for many years that way.
Year 7, Day 5: I had a whole battery of pokes and prods and general discomfort: bloodwork, cervical cancer screen, the HPV vaccine because it occurred to me last year that it came out when I didn’t have good insurance so I didn’t get the series back in the day. I’m just under the age cut off so I went ahead and got the first dose. My nurse was really terribly kind, she warned me it would feel bad going in (it did, it burned), made sure I had an ice pack and observation for 15 minutes to make sure I didn’t have any adverse reactions and sent me home with an extra ice pack. This is the first vaccine where I completely forgot I’d gotten it at all within hours and not because I was very still for too long. 98% of the pain was gone by the evening with only a dull almost bruise like pain if I really thought about it.
I’ve been worried that I take too much magnesium, putting my liver or kidneys at risk, but either the magnesium I take contains MUCH less Mg than advertised or I have some kind of deficiency because my Mg levels are well within the normal range. I don’t know what to make of that and kind of want a chemistry kit to test the Mg tablets I take for content.