Following up on Ben's blog of yesterday, we thoroughly enjoyed our annual Holiday Party Wednesday night and, as is tradition, the weather was daunting, ie, it snowed and snowed and snowed. So much so that it amounted to another silver lining in that the pandemic prevented a traditional in person festival and required that we party conveniently on Zoom.
I know it isn’t time just yet. I know that COVID will keep us close to home for a while. But at some point, we will settle into a more regular rhythm. The world will open up again and we will be able to travel.
With the approval of the Pfizer vaccine I, as I believe many others are doing, are contemplating a return to our “normal” professional lives. But what does a return to “normal” look like? For me, there have been certain changes that occurred during the pandemic-which significantly changed the manner in which I operate- that I believe will remain in place.
This blog concerns some “wonders” of Gotham. I planned another topic. I committed myself to another topic. Somehow Friday’s blogger
Yesterday was my birthday. In this day and age, part of anybody's birthday is receiving digital wishes. Facebook, LinkedIn, text and email. I think I answered them all...although I'm not 100% sure :)
The highlight of the day (which was rather quiet) was having my son over for dinner. It's his birthday on the 15th so we celebrate us. Then my daughter and second son streamed in through Facebook's Portal which is hooked up to the TV so they were life size. It was great having my family together.
Sometimes I remember my nocturnal dreams and the other night I remembered a sweet dream. It was about my dearly departed college roommate. I was somewhere with someone and he entered the room and I was SO happy to see him!
I become obsessed when something is lost. The reason for my obsession is the realization that things that are lost do not actually disappear. The mystery is that they exist somewhere but are not found. The challenge is to find what is lost. The challenge is my obsession.