{"id":6380,"date":"2020-05-09T16:10:31","date_gmt":"2020-05-09T21:10:31","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.debslunch.com\/blog\/?p=6380"},"modified":"2020-05-10T08:47:19","modified_gmt":"2020-05-10T13:47:19","slug":"the-days-all-run-together","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.debslunch.com\/blog\/2020\/05\/09\/the-days-all-run-together\/","title":{"rendered":"The Days All Run Together"},"content":{"rendered":"

So many dinners, and meals, and cleaning up – that I’m not taking pictures of – so many walks – that I’m not taking pictures of – so many online meetings – that I do have a few pictures of.<\/p>\n

Collections of (mostly) old people on zoom.<\/p>\n

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UW Libraries friends Board meeting<\/p><\/div>\n

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First Thursday – librarians’ drinking group – many retired<\/p><\/div>\n

I left off last Saturday when I baked oat scones<\/a> – with sourdough discard – and peanut butter cookies<\/a>, and I can’t remember what I made for dinner.<\/p>\n

Sunday brunch we had leftover broccoli quiche and roasted potatoes and biscuit cimmy buns – with sourdough discard in them. I didn’t take pictures of that, but I did take a picture of our evening TV snack\/dessert:<\/p>\n

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Home made vanilla ice cream with strawberries and raspberry sauce<\/p><\/div>\n

Monday morning it was cold and there weren’t many people out walking.<\/p>\n

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But I saw this inflatable unicorn in someone’s yard – it was gone on Friday, the next time I went by.<\/p><\/div>\n

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And bleeding hearts – this was going to be a banner, but I need to crop the height more.<\/p><\/div>\n

I tried my hand at sourdough, using this King Arthur recipe<\/a> that calls for fed starter and a little bit of yeast (of which I have plenty in the freezer, actually), and, while I thought about baking it in a crock, I followed the instructions and made two round loaves on a parchment lined baking sheet. That looked flat as a pancake after their rise during my last meeting of the day – depressing – but actually rose OK when I baked them.<\/p>\n

I was generally depressed on Monday night, I’m so sick of the politicians arguing about reopening, so I decided that drinking my Janethan (dark coffee porter) before it went flat would be a good thing to do. Double the stimulants in one drink, why not? So I did.<\/p>\n

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Janethan beer and sourdough that didn’t come out too bad after all<\/p><\/div>\n

We had slaw dogs on home made hot dog buns (buns seen in the upper right corner of this picture<\/a>, served with turkey meatballs & spaghetti, dinner way back on the last Saturday in April) that night, but no other pictures besides the beer and bread.<\/p>\n

Tuesday the plan was for our cleaners to come back, and we’d clear out while they worked. I’ve been paying them about 3\/4 of their regular salary to NOT come, ever since late March up to May 5, so three times. I had meetings till 1:00 and the cleaners were right on time at 1:15 and we headed out. It was kind of cold and rainy so even though we talked about doing stuff by bike, we went by car. We drove out to Cambridge and got herb plants, then drove to Middleton, planning to shop at Willy St. Co-op. It was too early when we got there, so we got coffee using the pandemic style order online and call when you get there curbside pick up that we’re all getting used to. Mark was cursing their website coffee ordering system while we drove around on the beltline from southeast to northwest. We drank our coffee in the car parked by Capitol Brewery, then drove over to Willy Street.<\/p>\n

Mark waited and read in the car while I shopped, and since there were a few things Willy St. didn’t have, we stopped at Metcalfe’s too. Which I thought was supposed to be a pandemic no-no, but what the heck. I got basically everything on my list, including toilet paper and flour, except cornstarch – that’s what all the stores are out of now. Weird. It was still too early to go back so we parked on our street and waited. And waited. I had to pee so bad we started driving out to Al & Emma’s on the far west side, but of course as soon as we got halfway there the cleaners texted they were done. I had been kind of dreading the day, but we survived.<\/p>\n

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Herb plants waiting patiently to go into their big pots<\/p><\/div>\n

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Doesn\u2019t look so bad, but in reality is some inner circle of pandemic hell. Sitting in the car waiting for cleaners to be finished desperately needing to pee. I knew it was a bad idea to have them come. Shoulda paid them to stay away and cleaned myself as I have done for the last 5 weeks.<\/a><\/p>\n

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