This weekend is one of the many lazy weekends I've had the past few months. Since covid hit, I haven't really been able to go out and do much of anything on the weekends. So it's been all about staying at home and playing games. It's not the worst thing in the world, but it's not fulfilling in any way. I should probably pick up some form of exercising again. I bet that would help.
I got to experience first hand how many people just don't wear masks when they go out, and it is terrifying. Yesterday I went to get groceries at what I thought was an 'off' time, but wound up being the busiest I've ever seen this grocery store. As I walked in, I saw almost everyone walking around without masks. No social distancing being done, and people coming in with their family of five.
It's so frustrating having people close to me go through poverty, homelessness, and other hardships. I feel limited in what I can do: I'm not wealthy, I don't have my own place, and I haven't learned enough about the programs that exist that can help them.
Things are definitely different in my daily life. I haven't really seen anyone IRL for much longer than I'd like. Tasks at work have slowed down or changed dramatically. Things are starting to open back up, but I can't help but worry that it's too early.