Dean came up with an idea about the vaccine trials and the trial he’s mostly involved in (begins with an M) held a meeting today (yes, it is a Saturday, but operation warp speed and all that) and the folks at M loved his idea.
We celebrated with Japanese food and sake.
No photos of the food, but here’s a photo of Dean’s hair silhouetted against a fence. He calls it Covid hair.
First the confession. I’ve been playing a mobile game (Animal Crossing: Pocket Camp, if you must know) on my phone every day for 181 days. I’d actually tried it three years ago when it first came out, but thought it was stupid then. Now, even though I don’t always like to play it, I don’t want to delete it from my life. However, there are parts of it that are delightful, sometimes. There was a huge update today that made it unusable on many Android devices, including the tablet on which I was playing it. I’d decided that I would not download it on my phone, but I did anyway, and I am not too regretful. The update included the ability to enter the world of the animals and to have them enter your world.
My favorite character is gray cat named Raymond. He’s a bit of a snob and slightly obsessive. I think I have a crush on him. So when I was able to invite him to my house I jumped at the chance.
The photo above is him in front of a delight I forgot to mention last month. Clare sent me a fairy door that was made by a friend’s mother. I love it!
I feel guilty when I play the game because I could be reading or writing or baking or organizing but I play it anyway.
My Hungry Harvest delivery arrived this morning and I made a cornucopia centerpiece out of the contents. Decorative pumpkin/squash, pie pumpkin, pomegranates, persimmons. I think it looks rather delightful. Please note that I am not a crafty kind of person, so this made me smile.
Dr. Fauci didn’t anything out of the ordinary today other than have an all-hands Zoom meeting with his NIAID group as far as I know, but since Dean is part of his NIAID group and took this photo of the meeting, I thought I’d mention how delightful Anthony Fauci is. Not that I have met the man, but I was once at a party to which he was invited and expected to attend but didn’t.
I was at a party that Francis Collins attended, and briefly sat in the same room with him. I found out later who he was.
But back to Dr. Fauci. His handling of everything that he’s endured at the hands of the trumpet is beyond delightful.
I awoke extremely happy (as I’d done for the past week — something I’d forgotten to write about, but there you have it, I have been very happy for over a week now) and eager to head to the study to continue sorting out my belongings. Today I’d planned on attacking my physical in-box.
I dug down to the very bottom of the pile of stuff in the in-box and worked on the least exciting task first: contacting the roofer again about a leak and contacting the retirement folks from when I was a teacher to gain access to my account. After that I wrote a condolence letter to Clare’s boyfriend on the loss of his grandmother. Then realizing I’d never actually written Clare a letter since she’d moved to Olympia, wrote her a quick note telling her how proud I was of her (oops, another thing I forgot to write about — stay tuned). I also wrote a note to my mom’s best friend, sending her a note she’d sent my mom and a note my mom had written to her but never sent. I sent my sister-in-law a note she sent us in 1981 and wrote her a small letter. Finally, I sent my childhood friend, Lori, a note just because she’d sent me a sweet birthday card (we share a birthday, including the year) and I’d not sent her a card this year because she was at Yellowstone all summer.
Here’s what the US Federation of Worker Co-ops had to say on Instagram:
Clare Follmann joined @orcabooksoly last September prior to its conversion to a cooperative. She became its president in February and led the board and staff to finalize the conversion on April 1, 2020 – all during a stay at home order. Conversions are businesses that have transitioned from a traditional business structure to a cooperative one.
Clare led the staff in planning a move to a new space, hiring new staff collective members, and securing EIDL and PPL loans during the pandemic. Clare’s leadership and commitment to cooperation made Orca Books Co-op’s recovery and conversion possible and successful.
Last Thursday I tore the attic closet apart looking for my box of recipes in which I’d hoped to find Jeremy’s Aunt’s parkin recipe. I was unable to find it but did end up with a huge mess in the typically messy, but rarely this messy side of the study.
After the weekend I decided that since half of the things in the closet were out of the closet, I might as well pull everything out and start organizing it.
I went through a 2000 square-inch box, a large grocery bag and a smaller gift bag-sized bag of DVDs/CDs — sorting them into piles (after often inserting them into my DVD player to see what they were, if unlabeled or labeled inadequately): Music other than Dan Bern, Dan Bern music, disks holding data files of photos, documents, and blank. These are all now in their own boxes awaiting further action. Note that there were many delights found on the unlabeled CDs and DVDs.
I also went through a shoebox size and 6x6x6 inch boxes of cassette tapes and divided them into piles as well (after often playing them on a cassette player if they were unlabeled): Dan Bern, music other than Dan Bern, people talking, and trash. These are also now in their own boxes in the closet ready for further action. Note there was a small delight found on a cassette tape that my brother must have recorded in secret. Hearing my family’s voices again was bittersweet but delightful.
I moved shelves around in the closet, puting things I rarely use in the very back and things I use more often in the front. The CDs/DVDs/Cassettes are on the back wall and my two “things to blog about” boxes are in front of them. Anyone looking in the closet would not realize that I’d just sorted it out, but they hadn’t seen it before.
I also moved a tacky three-drawer cabinet from the closet to under my desk and moved the paper to be turned into lists into that and moved the shelf the paper was on into the closet.
My next step is to organize the dozens of cables and put them into boxes that fit on the shelf that used to hold paper.
The often messy side of the study is nearly as tidy as the never messy side of the study and that is a delight!
There was a delightful sunset today. The image at the top of this post is how the sunset looked on the wall of the study (you can see some of the mess in that photo). The image below is the sunset through our tulip tree.