Boredom. And Life.

Last week of relative daytime freedom this week. 

I go back to full-time onsite next week. Certainly that won't mean full 8-hour days onsite, but I have to get up and go every damn morning again. Frankly it's probably good for me, the physical nature of the job will hopefully help me lose the COVID 15 I've packed on,  It'll also help curb the added, unnecessary drinking I've been doing. There's no valid reason to drink on a Wednesday night, outside of sheer boredom.

And that has set in. Much as it did during the 4 months I was (voluntarily) out of a job last year. Sitting in front of my computer gets old day after day. I have no hobbies or friends (not complaining, just stating a fact) so there's not much else to do, especially during a still ongoing lockdown. At least in the past I could have broken up the tedium by hitting the bars on Saturdays, now even that is gone. Good thing I have a badass computer.

But, as I'm fond of saying lately when complaining about anything, "first world problems". I have a steady job that paid me to be bored at home. I have (mostly) my health. I haven't caught the coof. And I can still daydream about the next Vegas trip.

Which, as it stands, is still August. A little concern creeping in as COVID cases have been shooting up almost everywhere as our lovely conservative fucktard "patriots" and idiot youth refuse to wear masks. It's been made a mandate now in all casinos in Vegas, which it should have done from the reopen, really. BUT, if cases continue to rise, do the resorts shut down again? Would the Gov of Nevada dare do that again? I'm still nearly 2 months out from the next trip so there's time to "flatten the curve" but who the fuck knows what could happen the rest of the year. All I can do is hope and plan and adjust on the fly if the need arises.

So, my work life will get back to some level of normalcy, and my Vegas life has reopened, now just have to stay in the moment and ride out whatever else happens this in Jeebus-forsaken year, like a rock dog.