Woke up early today, Gentle Reader. Well, earlier than the new normal. Between 5-6 is my usual awake time, but I’ve been sleeping later in the shelter at home directives. Sleeping a lot. Depression and anxiety rear their ugly heads.
But!
But today! O, Glorious Day! I got onto campus (through proper channels, requested) early this morning to get books needed to work on my book, that have been trapped in my campus office. I came home with THREE BOXES AND A BAG of books. Also, I talked to someone who wasn’t my husband or my dogs. Also, I found yeast at a store early this morning.
O Day! O Happy Day!
The Postmodern Bluestocking 