Two weeks ago I could not have imagined the prevalence of the following concepts disrupting our daily lives:
School Closures/Home Schooling
Cancelled St. Patrick’s Day Celebrations and Gigs
Building Closed/Mandatory Tele-work
Toilet Paper Hoarding
Flattening the curve
Gatherings Limited to 10 People
Hand Washing – Loads and Loads of Hand Washing
If feels as though we’re living the script of a future dystopian blockbuster – taking place somewhere in the mid 22nd century. As the infection rate and death toll grow exponentially (see https://ncov2019.live/data for minute-by-minute updates), there is little cause for hope that we’ll be returning to pre-COVID-19 living conditions any time soon.
Amidst the chaos of viral spread swirling in violent invisibility beyond our control, I managed to add to the uncertainty in my own life by accepting an offer for a new job and announcing my resignation at Bonneville Power Administration (after six years!). When I set this sequence in certain motion just 10 days ago, I could not imagine my final days at BPA would in fact not be at BPA but be me sitting in front of my computer at home – nor could I conceive of starting in a new role at Columbia Sportswear on a remote basis.
Holding on one day at a time, worrying whether we’re doing enough to mitigate the harm of this ravaging virus, I am bracing for the worst while hoping for the best. In an attempt to cultivate a little joy in the neighborhood we are taking advantage of this sun-filled St. Patrick’s Day in Portland to share some Irish music on the block this evening – at a six-foot distance from all attendees (to be expected, naturally).