so this year, i had been planning and actually booked three lodgings: in padua, verona and ravenna, and would end up in venice. but, after much thought, back in january i realized that it wouldn’t be a good idea financially, especially since i wasn’t sure if i’d still be working at the hospital (got a master’s in library science so i’ve got two careers!). so, i canceled the bookings right before the shitshow that is covid-19 hit the states. i really hope to go next year. but i’m pretty sad about it.
finally off for three days from work. not only are we dealing with masks at all time, but i also had to man the isolation ward. lots of call outs, some very sick folk, some show no signs but are positive, most are fearful but the majority of docs and support staff show up and do the best they can for people who continue to come with emergencies, appointments, and scheduled procedures.
i’ve given up on the subway. that is another shit-show on so many levels but a way longer commute home sealed the deal to buy parking and drive to work. i’ll be participating in the brooklyn parking search & hope fiasco every night but it’s worth it time/mental health-wise. i seriously am having a love/hate relationship with this dear pain in the ass city.
i was born here. have lived in brooklyn, manhattan, and the bronx. went to college here. moved away for 6 years, came back and will probably retire here. if not here, i really want it to be somewhere in europe so i can visit all the places i missed. i can’t see myself moving south or west.
all in all, i can not really complain at this point. got a job, a roof i can afford, and access to food/entertainment etc. pretty damned lucky. some folks are kind of upset that we are an “essential” business but seriously, the amount of folks applying for unemployment benefits is crazy… if i get that stimulus check.. it’s going into an emergency fund for the cats. those lazy bums are sleeping as i write this.