Musings from the Wine Room

- My toes get quite cold in my new office. The office with a window open to the morning sun. The office with a BOSU exercise ball leaning against one wall, a wine rack in the corner, and a closet full of LEGO sets. The office is about 20 steps from my kitchen and not heated like the rest of the house because, well, of the wine.

- Quote from a text I sent a friend last Monday, in response to her question, How is your day going? "My day is fine. Somewhere between productive and feeling like I'm just a robot who agrees to do shit, but never actually does that shit because there's always another email or Zoom meeting asking me to do more shit."

- A cutout piece of Post-It note, the color of delicately seared salmon, now covers the camera on my Dell laptop from the office. Late last week, after easily over 100 hours of videoconference meetings since the start of the stay at home orders issued in response to the coronavirus pandemic, I began to wonder: Does the camera actually shut off after a Zoom meeting?