Wow, it's Sunday! I slept in a bit since I'm going into work late. The 'muscles' I'm using to help install my storm door are showing up this morning. Instead of punching in around 0800, I'll probably hit the time clock around 1100... or maybe 1130. Since it is... Sunday, this is fine. The 'after church' crowd doesn't start showing up until noonish, and if the football game hasn't been cancelled because of Covid many of them will stay home to watch men in padded suits tease each other with infection.
Being an employee in what's considered a high risk group (over 65), the great orange retailer I work for gave me a lot of personal time in case I came down with Covid. Many of the associates who got this 'chunk of time' have frittered it away by using a day here and there. Not me. Since we are not allowed to let this sit on the books forever, we were given the option to cash some of it in, which I promptly did. As a result, around Thanksgiving I'm going to be getting a very, very nice bonus in my check. The hours I left on the books will need to be used by July. I don't think I'll have a problem doing that.
I understand the Idiot Jerk Tweeted some sort of video yesterday from Walter Reed in which he claimed his treatments were 'miracles from God.' Have you ever heard such horseshit in your life? Whatever happened to science? You'll notice he didn't mention the men and women who worked diligently behind the scenes to develop remdesivir.