Gather ’round, young and old. Old Granny Chel is gonna tell you about a mystical time, four whole years ago…. I was ‘specting my fifth child -a boy- and learned I needed to stay in bed. In those days, you see, everyone left the house to do the shopping and the working and the schooling. I remember taking pictures of my bedroom and writing on Facebook -you older ones remember Facebook, don’t you?- about my vacation plans to tour Laundry Mountain and Bedside Manner…. *sigh*
‘What’s a vacation?’ Well….
Can you imagine telling this to your children? Before COVID-19, this would have been a fictional, dystopian short story. After COVID-19, however, many of us feel how close to home this hits.
I’ve reflected on life before COVID many times: When I stood in line, six feet apart, in the Costco parking lot while reading the sign about what they were out of. When I dropped my children off at school and adjusted their masks. When I’ve seen drinking fountains, couches, restaurants, and bulk candy containers taped off with warning signs attached. When a sneeze makes me jump. When a cough draws scrutiny.
My reflection hasn’t been a longing for the past so much as an astonishment at how very different life has been. I’ve often thought, No one would have guessed these things would be happening now.
Such a thought reminds me of that common interview question: Where do you see yourself in five years? The best job candidates say, “I see myself here, at your company. I’m working with a team to improve quality and productivity.” The worst say, “Oh, I plan to get pregnant, have a baby, and stop working for this company within two years. In five? I think I’ll be working for your competitor after using up my maternity leave.”
COVID-19 has been the worst potential employee, ever.
I think we’re seeing the tail end of it, which is great. I’m crossing my fingers we won’t experience another pandemic of this magnitude for another hundred years. Assuming life moves at the pace it currently is, then, where do you see yourself in five years?
It’s okay; I’ll hire you no matter what…
Here’s the run-down for the last two weeks:
Wednesday, February 9: Told you about our regular side business selling handmade all-natural soy wax candles, plus the one we’re trying to launch, Valiant Candle Company.
Saturday, February 12: Had a lot of fun writing a cento-style poem about …well, not really about anything. It was a mess.
Sunday, February 13: Shared a quote by someone, often misattributed so who-knows-what famous person first said it?
Monday, February 14: “I’m a Mormon, So” I likes my milder cuss words.
Tuesday, February 15: Wrote “This is the End,” a short story about The End.
Friday, February 18: Friday Photo! Ice cream, anyone?
Saturday, February 19: “That’s a Moray!!”
Monday, February 21: “I’m a Mormon, So” I’ve been baptized and received the gift of the Holy Ghost.
©2022 Chel Owens