The Pandemic Blues

Many of you have inquired as to how I have been adjusting to working from home most of the time and I appreciate your concern. Well let me just say, everything is very different.

First of all, I want you to know how much I miss seeing everyone face to face. I don’t want to brag, but I am rather popular and this whole work from home thing has been quite a blow to my ego. Lets face the facts, Doc sure ain’t going to fawn all over me like the rest of you nice people do. Don’t get me wrong, she is very good to me, but not as impressed with me as the rest of you. I guess that happens in any relationship over time.

Now this whole tele therapy thing has me stumped as well. Doc has an office in the upstairs of our house. I like to stay downstairs on the couch most of the time while she works, take a snooze and protecting the perimeter from rogue ground hogs. However, I am often diverted by the voice of some familiar patient so I go upstairs to investigate. When I get to the top of the stairs I look up and down the hall expecting to see the person, but the only human I see is Doc. Somehow they know I am in the room and start talking to me, so I figure they must be hiding somewhere. I then saunter over and  look out the window wondering if they are hanging off the side of the house or something. Can’t smell them, can’t see them. So weird and confusing.

Now I know I shouldn’t gossip, but that doesn’t mean I won’t. Since Doc’s patients can’t see her, you should see some of the strange things she wears to work in. Today she is sporting some neon yellow multi-printed leggings bright enough to blind you, slippers and a hoodie. She did take a shower, but that’s about it. I sure hope these new fashion choices don’t last post pandemic.

Yes, things are different, but we are lucky. Doc is still working, we are safe, healthy and blessed. Here’s hoping you are all doing well too. Hang in there, we are getting through this together.