Saturday, January 30, 2021

This too shall pass...

 Last post seems so quaint. How horrible we thought he was, about to get worse. But that was always the truth. When you thought THIS was bad, you ain't seen nothin' yet. And now he has a Junior Surrogate, feeding the media's "show hole," as it were. 

But I digress. I'm sitting at my dining room table, having a coffee and an egg (just enough protein for my zoom workout in an hour). I've settled on the dining room table as my desk of choice. When you think about it, we do have a fairly small house for a family of four. Tradeoffs, check privilege, get all that. Still, if not for a request from an old friend back in WI last night to provide some trumpet tracks on a song, I wouldn't be pining for my own space to set up some recording gear and such, probably. Tuff shed? #oaklandtuff

Our family has settled into a pandemic rhythm. It's not something to shout from the mountaintop as freakin' awesome, but, unlike for many out there, it's not horrible either. We're getting by, more fortunate than most. Some guy named Chris Herd said on Twitter that "Having 0 commute and working remotely will let me spend the equivalent of 281 more days of time with my daughters before they turn 18." I don't know if that's healthy or not, as kids in their double digits really need to be spending more time with their peers in person, in my opinion. But this too shall pass...

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