"Mid-September," he said, "Get ready for an uptick again. We are in for another winter of this so mentally start to adjust that we are going back to how we were in the spring"
I didn't want to believe him, but I did. And sure enough, as October began, we started to see an increase in infections again. I started to think about avoiding groups and readjusting to life primarily inside without company.
But the good news is that we are not where we were in the spring because we have a little experience now. We know that wearing masks really works to prevent the spread. We also know that outdoor, socially distanced events are so much safer than being indoors.
I now operate under the attitude that if I want to see anyone I don't live with, I see them outside. We also now know that the disease is passed much more through breathing and mucus membranes than through touching, so grocery shopping and bringing items inside feels a little safer than it did in spring.
The mysteries are diminishing, although many remain. The "new normal" is now just normal.
The other night I wanted to do something special and feel that New York City excitement that I miss. So a friend and I met for outdoor dining at Le Fond. The food was delicious and the experience was as good as it could be.
But I was reminded that it is fall, and that if I'm going to be outdoor dining in October and November, I need to start wearing a warmer coat and hat.
I feel better now, instead of waiting for it to end, adjusting my expectations and my reality to what I must do to keep our community safe.
If that means stocking up on hand and foot warmers to meet outside in January, then that’s what it will be.