Lessons Learned from Behind My Mask

• I silently burp more times than I ever realized.  
• Glasses fog.
• My smart phone does not recognize me, and I don’t remember my passcode.
• My dogs don’t recognize me, and there is no passcode.
• You cannot drink or eat while wearing a mask – an unanticipated diet aid.
• Makeup is no longer a necessity.  My mask, sunglasses and cap cover most of my face, saving me time usually spent on makeup. (The cap is compulsory until Shay’s hair salon reopens.)
• I enjoy the sense of anonymity offered by a face covering more than I would have guessed.  I stroll grocery aisles pretending to be the Invisible [Wo]Man. 
• Being invisible, I am more likely to wear ‘whatever’ in public.  I am shocked and embarrassed when recognized in my a stretched-out t-shirt and misnamed exercise pants.
• If I do upgrade my attire, the time once saved is now used to match my mask with my cap and then coordinate both with a long-neglected blouse.
• And most satisfyingly, I can stick my tongue out at people whenever I want (see Wasp Nest post), and I do!

I am bewildered by the hoopla raised over wearing masks in public.  That there is even a discussion baffles me.  Seriously!  It is human nature to look at a critical situation and wonder, “What can I do?”  Well, wear a mask.  Help slow the spread of the virus.  It is our social and moral responsibility to protect one another, and it is easy.  You may ask, “What if it doesn’t work?”  Consider, “What if it does?”  To not cover, when possible, is an insult to the medical professionals on the front line, and to humanity.  It is a wanton disregard for life.        

I encourage you to mask up.  Make it fun.  Bedazzle it.  Decorate it.  Write social commentary on it.  But, ultimately, Wear It!

Needing more masks, more breath mints and … another small sip of wine.