On the phone with my mother this morning, we had the following exchange:
Mom: Well, at least it is Friday.
Me: It is Thursday.
Yes, somehow, we only find ourselves at the start of Thursday. I’m reading a Mitford book (my go to when times are scary and stressful) and thinking about the tidying and cross-stitch I’ll do this week. I really am an old lady. Oh, and I made my internet livestream debut last night–people can’t stop talking about it (on my Facebook wall).