Day 77 was not one of my best days in Lockdown. Honestly, how long am I going to sit in this chair and look out this window before I jump out of this window?
This is Justin. He is our fearless executive director. What sort of title is executive director? He is the person we complain to. He got me my new frosty cold fridge. He is trying “management by donuts” today. In my experience “leadership by beer” worked better. Justin is most likely hating life more than I am.
I was so bored today that I cleaned the rubber thingie in the disposer. Pretty sure I haven’t done that ever. This is seriously bored. With no end in sight.
The residents are getting really grumpy. There are two camps. The people who follow the rules and the people who don’t. There really isn’t any reason to follow the rules because breaking a rule and getting caught just gets you a scolding from the aforementioned executive director. It’s like summer camp.
I have been a good little rule follower – which is very unlike me – because I would hate to do some that would cause someone else to get sick.
Gratitude
Thank goodness for Whole Foods delivery! Shrimp, raspberries, cantaloupe, avocado, sugarsnap peas, pretty good tomatoes, good bread… Thank you Jeff Bezos.
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