... troubled waters.
Two years ago: In case a two week statewide lockdown wasn't enough ("two weeks? how're we going to survive? how can they do this to us?? how...?), the city shut down the high level West Seattle Bridge on this day, 2020. It actually looked like good timing at that point. I mean, who was going anywhere anyway?!? And "months" maybe meant by the end of the year it would reopen?
Two years later, we realize that two week lockdown was nothing compared to what was coming, and we've weathered regime change in Seattle and DC, gotten vaccinated and boosted if we have any sense, and have learned to keep surgical masks in our cars at all times, slipping them on before heading into the store, or to chat with neighbors. And the freakin' bridge is still shut.
On the plus side, I'm still working from home, more than two years after that started, so I rarely have to deal with the clusterf that is West Marginal Way during commuting (last week it took M and K two and a half hours to go from our house to Capitol Hill).
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