Tomorrow is the last day of Spring 2020.
I can’t say that I’ll be sad to see it go.
As far as I’m concerned, good riddance. Keep walking. Don’t let the door hit you on the way out. You were nothing but bad news.
If you’ve been waiting patiently for any little bit of good news, the wait is over: Saturday is the first day of Summer 2020.
Yes, I realize that nothing magical is going to happen tomorrow at the stroke of midnight. We’re not going to wake up to a world without problems. COVID-19 will still be here. But at least we can savor the perks of the season.
It doesn’t matter how old you are, the lure of summer is irresistible.
Sand and surf. Cookouts and cold drinks. Sweet corn and even sweeter watermelon. Flip-flops and frozen cocktails.
Kids chasing lightning bugs and ice cream trucks. Adults chasing that ever-elusive afternoon nap.
The list goes on and on.
Of course, some things will be different this year. No crowded restaurants or concerts. No baseball games. No sharing popcorn in packed movie theaters.
But there are signs of hope. There are signs that things are improving or didn’t turn out nearly as bad as we thought they would.
Here in Currituck County and the Outer Banks, property owners and management companies tell me that homes are booked solid until the fall. Sales of recreational vehicles are breaking records. And I’ve heard stories about independent bike shops that are dealing with Black Friday-level business... every single day!
Construction is moving forward. Skilled trades are busier than ever. And I can name at least one economic development director who is spending much less time at home in short pants.
What I’m trying to say is that there’s hope.
Starting Saturday, we get a brand new season. A stretch of long sunny days and late sunsets. The best gift anyone could ask for.
My advice is to stay safe and make the most of every single one of those days. “Carpe diem,” as my ancient Roman ancestors would say.
I understand it’s been a long spring and some of you may be thinking, “But Larry, I’ve been locked inside watching the news for three months. I’ve been so busy worrying about the end of the world that I can’t remember HOW to have fun.”
Go find yourself a kiddie pool, a cooler and someone you like an awful lot.
Give it an hour or so and I promise... it will all come rushing back!
Take care of yourself, take care of others and thanks for reading!
Director of Economic Development