I'm fairly certain that today is Monday. The calendar says it's April 13, 2020, which is a Monday, but I'm wearing my Saturday pants and I gave Clara the Dog a bath already this morning which normally happens on the weekend. I do remember watching Saturday Night Live (from Home) yesterday at sometime, so I'm calling it the weekend. It's settled. Today is Weekend.
Again, thank goodness we're safe and healthy here in the American epicenter of this madness. I feel bad for asking and/or wanting anything else. That being said, we're just like the VAST majority of the world in that we're cooped up inside, get occasional jaunts to the park, and have what seems like an endless loop of time. Oh, and it's back to sorta parka season?
Our parents have been fantastic about sending us care packages through all this. This week Anne's mom sent us a few small 100 piece puzzles and by the third one we stopped looking at the box to see what we were supposed to be doing; the forth we did without using the reference. I plan to attempt at least one of them with the cardboard side up.
We've got the time on our hands.
Still rockin' the sourdough loafs a couple times a week and finally found rye flour at our Whole Foods this week. I got out the watercolors and know myself enough to not share the results with the world.
Side note: I'm trying my best at this absolutely phoned in post. My mind has mushed out, the walls are past closing in, and I'm barely proof-reading this nonsense. Thank goodness for ducking auto-correct cleaning up my mess. I mean seriously: watercolors and rye flour?
There was a bit of a highlight a few sleeps and day-/nighttime differences ago. I had a last minute job come in from an agency I've shot with here in New York. They had a client looking for footage of the Empire State Building with the top lit up in red to honor the first responders. They were needed the footage shot and delivered that night. The agency reached out, we settled on a rate, and soon after I was on a zoom call with people on the east and west coasts getting direction on what they wanted. With the additional protection via raincoat, mask, and rubber gloves I left my corner of Brooklyn for the first time since the lockdown. I'd not been in Manhattan since February. SUPER eerie seeing the lack of traffic while shuttling around via Lyft (who still charged congestion fees).
