A bad case of the Thursdays
<p class="">Isn’t it baffling how quickly a human can adjust to even the oddest circumstances? Jim Gaffigan has a bit about this, about how when you stay at a nice hotel you can’t get over it but then like two nights later you’re disappointed with t
Isn’t it baffling how quickly a human can adjust to even the oddest circumstances? Jim Gaffigan has a bit about this, about how when you stay at a nice hotel you can’t get over it but then like two nights later you’re disappointed with the particular washcloth animal left on the bed by the turndown service.
For me, this phenomenon is encapsulated on Thursday.
A significant portion of Noah’s job can be accomplished remotely, so he’s been working from home four days a week. But as essential personnel with some hands-on work required, he goes into the office one day a week. Thursday.
When this all started—what, 42ish days ago?—I was dealing with the shock to my daily routine, going from just me and Harry at home all day to having the entire five-person family unit milling about, making noise and messes. Now, just a few weeks later, I get stressed on Wednesday nights (our new Sunday night, in a way) and I get a bad case of the Thursdays when he’s not here.
For the past TWO Thursdays, it’s been gray and rainy (though thankfully today it cleared up around elevensies) so everyone is stuck indoors with no dad to help cook breakfast or get juice or wipe butts.
On this particular Thursday, I sliced my thumb open on the side of a measuring tape, jammed my sewing machine to the point it’s going to have to be partially disassembled, and while I was writing this I forgot I was boiling some orange peel to make candied peel and burned it to a crisp and the whole house is smoky with all the windows open.
Moments before I smelled the aroma of burnt sugar, my mom texted to tell me one of my great aunts in Ireland passed away from Covid-19.
None of this is under Noah’s purview or control, so his being absent should have nothing to do with these events, but really: how, and why?