It's self-inflicted. I'm masochistically determined to work retail to make ends meet (I don't think I can psychologically handle another "meeting about a meeting" in corporate settings), and our constituency up north (Skagit) isn't fond of precautions. Mask up, pal. Rona's having a resurgence.

Oh, and ... This is episode five. I absolutely hate the 6 weeks of "brain mush" 'Rona gives me.