Day 75 of SIP. The howling at night continues. I fear leaving the house after dusk. I have my comforts inside. The windows need more wood covering them. Must get that done before sunset. I swear I saw one of them looking in last night. Oh wait. I am not legend. Yet.
Starting to feel that way though, that's for sure. Especially as I read headline after headline that says X state sees 500% surge in new cases after reopening. Wait, you mean SCIENCE WAS RIGHT?? OMG I AM SO SHOCKED. Die die my darling...
Yesterday felt really long. Taught from 9 until a little after 5. Made dinner. Next thing you know it's 7pm. Class went okay. A couple of rough spots but we worked through them. The biggest problem was you guessed it, Sales and Marketing emails after class. Some people have no respect for other people's time. Or as I put it to B last night, everyone is dealing with this in their own way; for some it means throwing yourself into work as a distraction. For me work is the least important thing and I can't muster the same enthusiasm or dedication. Sorry. Just the way it is.
Some development with the neighbors. They finally had someone mow and clean up the yard. Since they bought the place, no one has done any yardwork. It was looking like complete shite. How much you want to bet a for sale sign goes up next? Can't grow here? Oh well, sell it. Buh-bye. Unfortunately our yard guy hasn't come so now we look like the messy ones. Hopefully he will come today and we won't look so bad. Ah the big challenges of suburb land. Personally I would like to tear the whole front yard out and put in natural landscaping. Fuck lawn. It's dumb.
Day two of class in 4 hours. Oh boy.
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