I can hardly believe here we are in September, more than half a year into COVID19 and the new normal. Just weeks before Washington’s stay at home order, I started a new assignment at State, a job that did not lend itself to working remotely except occasionally. So while everyone else I know was quarantining at home, I was one of the few souls slipping in and out of my home to a mostly deserted office building.
Early on when we knew little about the virus and thought it could live on surfaces, I traveled to and fro with pieces of bleach wipes on each of my hands - touching anything I needed to touch. Everything was closed along the way, and anything I would need with me for the day, which sometimes stretched 12 - 14 hours, I needed to take with me.
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