Day 11… Oof.

I have to work. I’ve worked remotely for 3 1/2 years, so there has been no adjustment on that aspect of it all. But today, I am very, “could we not?”

But, I can’t even fathom how I am going to settle down enough to actually, you know, work? I test software. Last week, when I could get myself together enough to focus, work was a godsend – once I am into a test run, I am INTO A TEST RUN. But, just getting there – HARD.

Multiple reasons for this, obviously.

– Hey, we’re in a pandemic!

– My job doesn’t feel like it actually *helps* anyone in this shitshow we’re calling life these days.

– The tone-deafness of corporate messaging. It really makes me want to scream.

But, we’ve gotta eat, and I’ve really got to keep this job, so I will do my best to get my shit together, because “who didn’t handle a pandemic well” will be at the top of the “who to cut” list when it comes to that.

On a lighter note… we had our first culinary disaster last night. Little bro made stuffing and grabbed the wrong size pyrex cup to add the water and didn’t realize it until it was too late. Stuffing soup. I tried putting some in a frypan to cook off the excess water – a valiant effort, but alas, it did not work. (And FML, I was cringing hard at the waste. FFS.)

Semi-related – my concerns about this fucking with my head on doing the marketing? Already happening. We have a jar of mustard that is just about empty in the fridge. A full one in the pantry. I bought another one, since the one in the pantry is about to be opened. (It wasn’t the last one in the shop or anything.) I am suddenly wanting backups of everything. :(

Welp, time to go attempt to work.

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