Strange times, aren't they? I am totally out of anything resembling a schedule - staying up too late for me, sleeping too late in the morning, not eating at normal hours, not doing much. In more normal times, were I home here for spring break? I'd probably have spent a day on research (Not knowing if I'll continue to be allowed into campus tells me it's probably not a good idea to continue the current project; I may be able to get a "note" out of the data I have) and a couple days out shopping and some time knitting and sewing.
But this is our new reality. I am trying not to panic, not to wonder about what will happen next week or next month and concentrate on each day. I suppose in a way this is like the attitude one must take with a terminal illness. I do not like thinking about that.
I am doing some knitting; I had hoped to have photos of the dishcloths I am knitting my mom to share but the second one is not quite done yet. I would like to finish it tonight so as to run those and my brother's birthday gift out to the mail tomorrow.
I've sat through a couple "webinars" (ugh, what a word) on "pivoting to online" (I fast come to dislike buzzwords and this time is full of them). I know a bit more what I can do but we'll just have to see what comes on Monday.
Saturday, my plans after getting to the post office are to work in the backyard with the goal of planting the beans.
Church is canceled for Sunday, probably prudent on everyone's part, but I'll still miss it. There will be a devotional, not sure if it's going to be streamed or written, but I will take part when I have more details.
I need to get back into a more normal schedule for me - go to bed around 9 or 10, get up at a more-normal time, and get ready to either go in to my office or set up here and work. Now I rather wish I had found a nice small student desk like the one I was talking about but maybe I can either clear off my dining room table and use that. or even just....I don't know, clean off the existing desk in my office that is now used for stacking stuff on.
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