I never feel like I mind the winter too much–I went walking nearly every day, I saw people and did things–but when it starts to recede I notice myself feeling better. I know the media has been making a lot of The Great Resignation but I’d just like to chime in how it’s affected me personally. Since the beginning of COVID, these people in my life have resigned, retired, or left their jobs for other jobs (I don’t think any of them have been fired but how would I know?).
- Therapist: retired (her husband was already retired, we had a normal wind-down of our professional relationship)
- GI Doc: left (don’t know why, but wasn’t actively seeing her)
- Second GI Doc: left (got my test results (fine), talked about a strategy and he said “Today’s my last day!”)
- Psych nurse: left (had an appointment, got a call four days later to schedule my follow-up with someone else)
- Dentist: quasi-retired (“I may still see patients, I don’t want to run my own practice”)
- Primary care doc: retired (got a very nice note “It’s been an honor to serve as your doctor” and he’s still a neighbor so I’ll see him around)
- Second therapist: “on leave” (I do not know what this means, hoping she comes back)
As for me, I’ve resigned from the Vermont Humanities Council board after my first term (last year) and resigned from The 251 Club board after my first term (this year) and I stopped picking up extra shifts at MetaFilter (last year) and I feel like the rest of my stuff is more or less the same? Work has been slowly picking up even as Operation Sell Magic Castle has been going kind of steady. Kate’s birthday is next week so I’m leaving the state for… the second time this year? Please wish me luck, I could always use a little more.