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The downside of having a long weekend is not knowing what day it is. This is how non-essential workers feel, I guess. In case you’re as confused as I was this morning, it’s Thursday.

Yesterday wasn’t a bad day, but I’m hoping today runs smoother. At around 4pm, I noticed the time and that NewTech wasn’t in yet, but figured her schedule may have been adjusted. She has trouble making it in on time on normal days. Now with a pandemic in the mix, everything’s a problem. StressedRPh thought things were adjusted as well, but checked the schedule. Nope, NewTech was scheduled for 3pm. StressedRPh looked at her phone and had two texts from her from hours earlier. The first text asked if she could stay home, the second was sent a couple of minutes later simply “???”. Sorry, but not everyone is glued to their fucking phone like you are, NewTech. CALL.

I forced myself to get up and do a workout this morning. It wasn’t a long one, but it was a workout nonetheless. Perhaps a little preemptive stress relief will be helpful. Once I get home, I’ll do some dishes, and put dinner in the oven. I might have a little bit of time to do some clearing before Shawshank calls. Today is inmate picture day, and I can’t wait to hear how it went.

On the plus side, it’s Thursday. That means tomorrow is Friday, and the weekend is right around the corner.

For those of us who still have weekends.