Taiob Ali (blog|twitter) is our host for TSQL Tuesday this month and he’d like us to talk about how our year has gone. Specifically what challenges have we had, and maybe overcome with the year (hopefully just the one) of the pandemic.
I’ll be honest it hasn’t been that difficult for me. I know that’s an unpopular position. We are all having a rough time and it’s been a terrible year all around for so many reasons. But I’ll be honest, I’ve been ok. And that’s with a few extra special treats 2020 had for me (not that everyone hasn’t had their own fair of special fun).
Part of that is who I am. In a lot of ways I am the very definition of phlegmatic.
Definition: (of a person) having an unemotional and stolidly calm disposition.
I don’t worry often or strongly. I don’t get overly rattled. Honestly unless I’m feeling rushed (a weakness I’ll admit) I’m remarkably calm. I’m also an indoor person who doesn’t particularly like crowds. While I miss my friends at the various conventions I’m able to stay at home, in my house 99% of the time and be just fine.
Part of it my situation. I have a good steady job that hasn’t been strongly affected until recently by the pandemic. I work with great people and I enjoy my work. My home life is stable. I have a loving wife, two great kids, and even my in-laws (who live with us) only get to me occasionally.
Now don’t get me wrong. I can tell something is wrong. I will look at something and suddenly realize just what an insane year this is. But overall I’ve been good.
Which brings me to the exception and my point.
The final part of it is who you are. The one time this year when I truly needed support I got it. In spades. Ever since then I’ve had people checking on me, making sure I’m ok and supporting me.
Everyone needs a hand.
Even those people who seem to have it the most together need to be checked up on. Even those who show no anxiety, no stress, need a hug (virtual right now please) or some moral support.