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I wrote a post about Baron Rorik and Master Liam: http://ladypatriciaoftrakai.blogspot.com/2020/05/losses.html.
I'm trying to finish up the last few parts of my extremely boring marketing assignment for a European firm so that I can actually get paid. It's been a slog, but the end is in sight.
I have no idea what's going on with the pandemic. Some people worry that we are opening up the world too early, that all these Black Lives Matter protests -- which are extremely necessary, IMHO -- will lead to a massive spread of the coronavirus and a spike in deaths. Then again, the protests are outdoors and sunshine acts as a disinfectant.
I have no idea what's going to happen with Battle on the Bay, the annual joint Storvik-Lochmere event, currently scheduled for Labor Day weekend. All the SCA events in our Kingdom prior to Labor Day weekend are canceled, except for one in South Carolina in August 22. So, if we hold the first event in a LONG time, there will be a LOT of pent-up demand. Would that lead to a huge spike in covid-19 cases with the attendant bad publicity? OTOH, *somebody* eventually has to hold the first post-pandemic event, and I'm not sure if I want the "first one back" to be a crowded indoor gathering. Decisions, decisions.
To be honest, some days I get into a fatalistic mood and I just want to shrug my shoulders and say, "Hell, most of us are going to come down with the virus one way or another. Might as well get it over with." But I still put on my cloth mask and wash my hands.
I'm just tired of the uncertainty. One thing that has kept me going through the low points of the last decade (i.e., since I was forced out of the full-time work force) has been the anticipation of fun times and friendships and interesting experiences. Now it seems as if everything worth looking forward to during the rest of this year has been canceled, with the exception of the election, which HAD BETTER NOT be canceled.
I'm trying to finish up the last few parts of my extremely boring marketing assignment for a European firm so that I can actually get paid. It's been a slog, but the end is in sight.
I have no idea what's going on with the pandemic. Some people worry that we are opening up the world too early, that all these Black Lives Matter protests -- which are extremely necessary, IMHO -- will lead to a massive spread of the coronavirus and a spike in deaths. Then again, the protests are outdoors and sunshine acts as a disinfectant.
I have no idea what's going to happen with Battle on the Bay, the annual joint Storvik-Lochmere event, currently scheduled for Labor Day weekend. All the SCA events in our Kingdom prior to Labor Day weekend are canceled, except for one in South Carolina in August 22. So, if we hold the first event in a LONG time, there will be a LOT of pent-up demand. Would that lead to a huge spike in covid-19 cases with the attendant bad publicity? OTOH, *somebody* eventually has to hold the first post-pandemic event, and I'm not sure if I want the "first one back" to be a crowded indoor gathering. Decisions, decisions.
To be honest, some days I get into a fatalistic mood and I just want to shrug my shoulders and say, "Hell, most of us are going to come down with the virus one way or another. Might as well get it over with." But I still put on my cloth mask and wash my hands.
I'm just tired of the uncertainty. One thing that has kept me going through the low points of the last decade (i.e., since I was forced out of the full-time work force) has been the anticipation of fun times and friendships and interesting experiences. Now it seems as if everything worth looking forward to during the rest of this year has been canceled, with the exception of the election, which HAD BETTER NOT be canceled.
