Corona Thoughts, part 42 (Forgetful Days)

4.30.2020

Thursday.  A new month starts tomorrow.

I almost forgot to chronicle the day, but it has been a somewhat crazy one, although I don't know why.

Final exams are underway and the normal excitement of a coming summer just is not here.  In fact, there is a bit of depression in my, I would have to say.  I think it is the uncertainty.

I still cannot find a solution to a local RV trip since the state parks are still closed with no released information as to when that will change.  I can get day passes to hike on my Texas Parks Pass, but they are so far away.  And I think this is their intention - to keep people close to home - but what it has done is sent those desperate to get out to Oklahoma.

I ordered the rooftop cargo carrier today.  It will arrive in a few weeks.  It is a costly purchase for sure, but hopefully, it will make a summer return to Glacier Basin a possibility in the new Forester.

I picked a bit and tried to work on Colleen Malone in a different key, and Bury Me Beneath The Willow.  Sadie likes both of those, and I would like to get them to the point I can play them for her.

And through it all it has been a day of fielding questions about due dates, etc, through email.  It gets tiring because these would be things I would rather address in person to my students in the class.  But it is what it is.

But then, as Scarlett O'Hara famously said, "I'll think about it tomorrow."