Two more thoughts

 I should run home (package to pick up, plus, I should probably wash my hands and drink some water before counseling at 4) but two other things struck me:

1. For some reason, while sitting in lab, waiting for the students to finish up (they were at the point of working independently), I suddenly remembered how when I would call my dad (especially before his health got so bad) and he would pick up the phone and say "How ya doin', hon?" and the particular tone and cadence with which he said it, I could hear it again and it broke my heart a little again that I will never hear that again.

I know, I know, you never get "over" it but sometimes I would like not to get the periodic reminders I am not expecting.

2. Got an e-mail from one of the Christian groups I follow and it was about preparing for Lent and, oh, I am so not ready for Lent to happen again this year. 2020 was pretty much just an extended Lent in a lot of ways for me. 

I joked on Twitter that "for Lent, I am giving up" but I don't know. Maybe I don't do anything? Last year I said i would not order anything "frivolous" in the mail but that went out the window when we locked down in March.

Thursdays, just, man....I am always so worn out by Thursday. It was thus even in the before-times, but it's worse now, to the point of me wishing I didn't have classes on Friday so I'd have another day to recover before Monday rolls around. (Part of it is teaching three afternoon labs and an afternoon discussion class in the spring, on top of three lecture classes)