People thought I was a weirdo for dressing up to the nines to sit alone in my office, writing a boring report.
But it worked! I’m finishing the report today even though I was sure it was impossible to get it done before Friday next week, at best.
It’s a 60-page report that I’ve done in exactly two days of work. Obviously, I didn’t write every word if it. Parts are taken (as they are supposed to be) from existing documents. But I did all the calculations of how well we live up to gender and race quotas myself! That’s back-breaking words because the numbers we get come in unreadable .pdfs with tiny fonts.
On home design TV shows, people keep saying that they need this and that space “to entertain.” It’s a constant, “yeah, but where will we entertain? Is this enough space to entertain? We really love to entertain.”
I wonder, do people really do all that entertaining and, most importantly, what possesses them to engage in such an activity?
Please don’t get me wrong, I stoically bear every opportunity for sociability that comes my way. I took Klara to a birthday party last Saturday and bravely socialized with people there. I still haven’t completely recovered from the effort but I know I will eventually. But to actually modify your house in order to facilitate people coming at you – or to you, whatever – this is beyond my comprehension.
Tonight in my native city of Kharkiv a residential building was targeted by a Russian bomb:
Six are dead. Unfortunately, as we now know, 12 people died in the attack. Sixteen wounded. Earlier yesterday Russians targeted a residential facility in Kharkiv that houses deaf and hard-of-hearing people. They don’t hear the air-raid sirens well, so didn’t seek immediate shelter.
Russians aren’t achieving anything on the battlefield, so they become a lot more brutal against civilians.