Oh, askye, that makes me so happy! Not the exhaustion, but the strong positive feedback. It makes a world of difference to have managers who notice and appreciate your strengths.

askye, that's terrific (the parts JZ noted). I hope you can keep doing what you're doing after the holidays.

Quiet weekend here so far, and I don't see that changing, which works for me. I even did some light chores this morning. Now I'm "updating" my personal address database, which is actually a chain of e-mails that I think I've turned into a database every year when I start looking for it... and realize it's still just a chain of emails. THIS year, I'm making the database. Also, it's from 2012, so about 1/3 outdated. Eh, it's a start, anyway.

Ugh. I got LDBed by Leslie Jordan on his IG this morning.

eta: LDBed. He was not wearing a dress. Not that there's anything wrong with that!

Timelies all!

I gave myself a haircut last night. It's probably uneven, and it's definitely shorter than usual(though still past my shoulders), but it needed to be done.

It has been POURING here all day, and will turn to snow at some point. I have not left the house. I have done some puzzle with my mother and started a couple of baking projects, but have mostly sat around.

Jesse, it turned to snow here at 8:30 AM and was pouring before that.

Just checked and it has turned to sloppy snow here, though not much of it. Good howling wind, though.

It's been snowing where I am (about 12-15 miles north of Somerville) for a couple of hours now. I was starting to think the rain was never going to turn.

I never got dressed today. I'm rationalizing it thusly: I fell asleep on the couch last night, and put on my PJs when I woke up and went to bed at 4:00am, therefore, these jammies are really just my stormy Saturday clothes.

Laura, I am so sorry for your loss.

sj, I'm sorry to hear about your uncle.

ND, I didn't even register that as a rant, just a valid critique. I hope things get better. Your employees are so lucky to work for you.

msbelle, I just decided against posting my "you're not alone in that particular crappyass dark tunnel" story, but you're not alone in that particular crappyass dark tunnel. We've been there/kind of still are with J. Covid has made it worse now, because we're not comfortable with her getting the kind of job she could get right now, since C is on immunosuppressants.

JFC, I was OK with my mother inviting family over at Christmas one household at a time, but she was planning on feeding them all! I said no, we cannot have people over for meals. WTAF? Everyone is either high-risk and/or has a fair amount of exposure already (my cousin's in hybrid school, my mother sees other people!). Just, no.

Nope, Jesse's mom. Nope. Just nope.

My mother said today we won't be doing Christmas together, which really means she's staying home alone (we always host it here). It was so hard to tell her not to come for Thanksgiving, that I really appreciate that she made the decision for herself. I'm tired of being the Covid brain for six people.

My oldest son, B, wants to make his quarantine time shorter (more like 10 days instead of 14, because the CDC has somewhat modified its recommendations, but I don't trust them). He can do 14 days, with a test on day 10 or so, or not come for Christmas. My husband and other kids agree with me, so at least I don't have to fight them, too.

The reason I'm being stompy-footed is that I found out B is being a little asshat when he's not here. I knew he was seeing his nurse-girlfriend and her family, and I understood that. They're in love. I think she could be the one he'll marry. They were apart from March to June. Seeing her isn't why I called him a little asshat.

No. He and a few close friends go for rides IN THE CAR together. "It's how we social distance." Now, by that, B means driving around is how they hang out now that the weather has turned, since they're staying out of bars and restaurants, but that's not social distancing at all. Sharing a car is really risky. I told him they could each drive to our yard, mask up, and use our fire pit instead, but they haven't.

I found out about his asshattery, because last weekend after Thanksgiving, he was leaving here (he'd quarantined completely for 14 days and tested negative) he mentioned he, S, and T were driving down to Plymouth. We'd had a nice holiday, and I didn't want to fight, but did try to gently talk him out of it. It didn't work. At the end of the discussion. I said, "You'll all be wearing masks at least, right? Wear one of the KN95s we gave you, open the windows and crank the heat."

He had had NO INTENTION OF WEARING A MASK. "We'll end up taking them off to eat, later." It took everything I had not to go ballistic on him. He did agree to wear one, and make S & T mask up too, but now my mind keeps wondering how often he's this stupid with these boys.

S and T both still live with their families each of which have various people working. B's bubble is not a bubble. I think I swear about him to myself, a minimum of three times a day. I'd like to smack him. (I wouldn't. And he's a 24 year old man. I'd just like to.)