“Remoted – Hybrid” – Day 714 (Monday) – leisure life

It was a holiday day off, and another day of leisure. Sadly, the run of leisure ends with the return to work Tuesday morning. Why could I not have been born wealthy instead of snarky? I’m confident I could really embrace the whole leisure-class lifestyle. There is chatter that money doesn’t buy happiness, but it would be great to test that out for myself. In the name of science, of course, documented with copious notes and spreadsheets.

 Of course, it’s already been clearly established that my idea of leisure is mostly sitting around the house streaming shows, reading, and making soup, but it would be amazing to do these things in a luxurious setting instead of in a modest house that lacks counter space for even the most basic kitchen appliances.

Online dance classes are fun.

Today’s leisure day activities included solving the Wordle puzzle, and the related brain teaser Quordle, which has four Wordle boards to be solved in nine guesses. It's awesome. There was an online dance class through Mirthy, taught by a long-time performer and instructor from the UK, which was a fun hour of shimmies and veil work. 

There was progress with searching newspapers for family news stories on the final day of free access. The magic key was searching family addresses instead of people’s names. With some common names in the family, the address was more efficient in finding stories about the right person and saved the need to search each family name one by one. 

Today’s search yielded ambulance calls, more hospital notices, classified ads for rooms and a garage for rent, and pups for sale. There was also the story about the time Dad was at work, the place blew up, and he was burned on the back of his arms and his back. Subsequent articles revealed the cause to be a loose bolt in a machine. The burn photos lived in an envelope in the family album while I was growing up. Crazy stuff. I remember him saying he had no idea how he got out of the building.

There were also the mundane life maintenance tasks of laundry and bagging the trash for pickup on Tuesday. Around noon, poop was harvested from the front yard in the sunny and warm weather, which was in the high 40s. That’s when there were some pangs of regret for not having checked the weather forecast and made a plan to hike somewhere. But once I was back in the newspapers, all was good again.