No FOMO: The End of the Madness Is Close
The Pandemic Banishes FOMO, or Fear of Missing Out
May 30, 2020, we are going into June and it all feels like it is finally drawing to a close. I awoke fully thinking that it was Friday and that I had to go to the office. But this four-day week means it’s actually Saturday, so no office. I often feel happier on weekdays, when a full day of work awaits.
We’ll clean up the condo, take a walk, and at 5 pm we’ll play croquet with our neighbor Raine. Boy, it’s nice to actually have some plans for the weekend.
There is one positive that has come out of these nine weeks—I no longer have FOMO, or fear of missing out. I know that none of my friends has plans, that none of my relatives are doing anything more exciting than I am….and that they are probably, like us, at home.
I spent decades wondering if I was missing the best parties, the most fun concerts, and choicest restaurant meals. But today I am missing absolutely nothing. And that feels good in its own weird little way. I once lived a life full of FOMO.
At least the most extreme aspects of this pandemic are on the wane, and people are beginning to live the lives they were used to before March 15, 2020. On the morning of March 15, we joined our friends Paul and Michelle for a brunch at Hope and Olive. When we left the restaurant, signs were posted saying that they were closing…with no opening date in sight.
Last night, after 11 long weeks in self-imposed isolation, Mary joined me for take out from Hope and Olive. Then we sat around an outdoor fire at Kate’s house. It was the first time she felt safe enough to join people outside of the condo, and we drove up to Kate and Jon’s house in Northfield to sit by their new outdoor fire pit.
It is always fun to see them, they are positive with their energy and it was also nice to see grandkids Nathan, Sofie, Aaron, and Zach as we relaxed around the cozy fire. Nathan, the most elusive of teenagers, made an appearance around the fire, and that was a very rare moment for him, I learned.
I think that’s the next step, fireside visits like this, with small groups of friends. Careful not to invite too many people, just keep the chairs far apart and everyone can bring their own booze and snacks.
I don’t think we’ll need to do this the whole summer, but maybe. I’m happy to have made another invitation, and hopefully, our relatives will again welcome us to enjoy the outdoors in their backyard.