Well, well, well......we meet again

When I woke up this morning I had no idea that I would be writing a blog post. But, here I am and here it goes. I will need to sit down on my actual computer to try to organize a "real" post if I am going to come back to this type of media. Do I even remember how to keep a blog up? Is there anybody still out here? Will anyone care about anything I have to say at this point in my life? I certainly do not have the answer to any of these questions but maybe I'll give it a go and see how I feel. I will provide an oversimplified and general update. We have lived a little over 14 years here in NC. This has been the house that both my husband and son have lived in for the longest time of their lives thus far. It's been an amazing time and we will miss NC tremendously. I say this in the midst of us preparing to move to MD just outside of the DC area. New job for my husband so, off we go. We all love DC and the surrounding areas so we are all extremely pleased to have this opportunity. Our little boy is no longer little! He's almost 24 and attended as well as graduated from UNCW. After graduation, he found a job he really enjoyed and then the pandemic hit. He lost his job to the pandemic. Sadly, he has yet to find new employment. Being entry level at a time when companies are running at bare minimums is hard. Thankfully, he's keeping his spirits up and continues to work at job searches vigorously. He has been an immeasurable help to me during the purging and packing for this move. We had our movers come and redo our initial estimate and they estimated we had gotten rid of close to 2 tons of stuff from the attic alone AND we have gotten rid of more stuff since then. This move has been postponed repeatedly because of issues from the sellers. We have been ready for almost two months now, but that story is a post unto itself! I worked the beginning of the pandemic (adult ICU/Emergency medicine) through the beginning of September. The plan had been that I would retire at the end of 2019 but, Randy's position was "restructured" by the new executive board when his old company was resold. To his credit, he was #11 of 13 on the management team at the time of the sale to be out, so he made it a long time. I had to keep working while his job search was ongoing, hence not retiring until 9/2/20. Working with Covid and during Covid just plain sucked a$$ no way around that. It just did and added a whole new level to my preexisting healthcare work associated PTSD. I'm now hearing of a new syndrome for this specific issue labeled C-PTSD. No, not covid PTSD, it stands for chronic PTSD. That's a whole post on its own as well. But feel free to look it up and yes it IS as bad as it sounds. On that note, I'll say this last thing as a closing. This pandemic IS real. People ARE dying. The disease and the deaths from it are horrendous. Please WEAR THE DAMN MASK and continue (or begin) to practice social distancing. Thank you.