The Big Quarantine – Friday, May 1, 2020
The Day in Me Vs. Nature: Planning my daily walk today I was watching the sky and the temperature to find the perfect time to leave my apartment. My time walking is essentially the only time I leave the house. Outside time is so precious these days I want to make it was perfect as possible. So I was in a high stakes (for me) negotiation with Mother nature quietly whispering out my window that I would prefer a peek of sunshine, but would settle for more than 50 degrees. Anyway, my patience paid off.
The Day in New Music Friday: Every Friday Spotify puts out a play list of new songs released for the week. The list Spotify shows me is a relatively inclusive list of popular music including some cross-over country music and indie tunes. No Beyonce because even though she dropped a new song this week, she’s not available on Spotify.
Over the past couple of weeks the pandemic has been creeping its way into the music. This week is no exception. A few artists mentioned distancing and the ‘Rona in passing in their lyrics and country artist Luke Combs hits you right over the head with his song “Six Feet Apart” featuring very basic lyrics which just sound like a the beginning or end of every conversation every one of us has had since being confined, but rhyming and set to music:
There will be light after dark
Someday when we aren’t six feet apart
It’s true. A little sappy, but this a sappy time.
Some good tunes this week (in my humble opinion): Haim (I Know Alone), Marshmello (Be Kind – featuring Halsey), and Lucinda Williams (You Can’t Rule Me).
The Day in Virtual JAMS!: Speaking of music, on the first Friday of every month you can often find me at The Listing Loon in Northside chillaxing to the refreshing Jams of DJ Sean P. Hafer bringing 80’s tunage to your aural cavities. We did it via zoom tonight and it was the best set of music that’s played in my apartment in a long time.
P.S. – The Listing Loon is a woman-owned bar that is open for packaged liquor pick up during Covid restrictions. Do that now and come joint them (and me) when this pandemic crap is over.
The Day in Unemployment: Turns out, I’m eligible for unemployment. Turns out, the unemployment office is over-run right now. Could not get through all morning. I went through a series of questions to be told I had to call back at another time. I did. And I will do it again (and again), of course.
And, in all the weirdness that is Washington and unemployment and the finances of the pandemic, my Mom who hasn’t worked since 1964 got the Federal $1,200 and I did not. Dammit, this is the kind of crap that makes me so angry about trying to work for a living. JK, this is the kind of stuff that reminds me our current government is terrible at handling a crisis.
Also, for some reason, my job search is heating up. In addition to my job interview this week for a job that was practically written for my skill set, another offer, in what I call the “making eye contact across the room” stage is waiting for me next week. What this means, is something on my resume caught their eye and on Monday we will feel each other out to see if we move on to first or second base. … This metaphor is uncomfortable, but job searching really is a lot like dating as much as leaving a job is like breaking up. Icky, though!
Happy Friday people. Yes. It’s the thing we used to call the weekend. It still is. Kick it the love up a notch in the next 48 hours!