"Covid-fatigue fuels the second wave in Europe" read the headline.
I know whereof they speak. In every sphere of life you're hitting against walls of regulations and weighing risks and priorities.
A wedding - what can we do and what can't we do? How many can eat, where and how? Can people wait outside to greet the couple?
In a choir one guy sings with a visor rather than a mask. "It's better." he says. In another choir various folks have adopted the "under the nose" manner of wearing their mask - the cloth-stache.
Have folks to your home and they're supposed to keep 1m apart. That means no meal round the table, no games, no proximity.
So today I have covid-fatigue. But tomorrow, by the gace of God, I'll be up and at them again.