It was lovely to get a bit of good news, during a time when everything is dark and uncertain. Congratulations Katie, congratulations Tim! Fantastic news, and looking forward to being able to celebrate in person.
“One afternoon the last week in April
Showing Kai how to throw a hatchet
One-half turn and it sticks in a stump.
He recalls the hatchet-head
Without a handle, in the shop
And go gets it, and wants it for his own.”
It’s both good and bad, I think, that I take work very personally. At times, I tend to let work define me as a person. And if I am not doing well at work, it feels that I, as a person, am not doing well.
“Daddy don’t pray anymore
I guess he’s finished talking to the lord
He used to fold his hands and bow his head down to the floor
But daddy don’t pray anymore”
It’s harder to find meaningful things to post each day, when most days follow the same sequence (computer, TV, sleep). But maybe it’s even more essential to keep this up, to find those things that make one day different from the one before. I had that philosophy regarding the blog, once upon a time a long while ago… and perhaps it’s not being put more fully to the test.
I love how folks are finding ways to collaborate together, even though we’re all pretty far apart. Amidst all the dark news and numbers, it’s nice to have this sort of thing that reminds me of how great the Internet can be, sometimes.
As the weather improves, I suspect we’ll be wanting to do more outside work… given how much time we’re spending indoors.
“To balance there, again, in the early dark,
three rungs up on the old stepladder,”
After several days of heavy rain, we got an opportunity to hang out on the porch today after work. There were clouds and wind earlier in the day, but by mid-afternoon the skies cleared and the sun was out strong.
Tonight was supposed to be house night, but I ended up doing work work while Liz suited up and continued working in the basement.
Liz has also had the same struggles, and I’m finding it hard to define (and adhere to) a clear start/stop to the day. The work is… always there, and it’s difficult sometimes to set it aside, and say to myself: “enough.”
The really great thing about Chicago: many services now offer curbside pickup. Binny’s has a thing where they’ll bring you alcohol out to your car (10aM – 12PM). Vanille offers curbside pickup, as do several higher end restaurants (all run through Tock).
During these moments, a University of Chicago bus usually goes by. And for the last few weeks, whenever I can peek into the bus itself… it seems like it’s totally empty.
I started re-watching The Wire recently, and have mostly made my way through the first season. It started off while I was browsing for something to watch, and one episode turned into two and three, and we were off to the races. Again.