Oh yes. Very much so. All weeks are impenetrable. The months are all one.

And, also, as I get older, the days and time have seemingly evaporated without me noticing.

Age is one part of it...days pass fast. But also, it seems like everyone's time scale is screwed up from COVID and the relentless pace of news developments and big events. I can't believe it's mid-August already...the past six months have passed in a strange unchanging haze of the four walls of my house, my neighborhood, the grocery store...with very little other punctuation. It's hard to understand that time is passing whn every day is the same.

I think the personal perception of time is on a logarithmic scale. When you're 5, a year is 20% of your life. To look back on it is similar to a 50 year old looking back 10 years.

As far as Covid affecting things? I look forward to the day that I don't have to worry about masks, sanitizers and social distancing, but I decided a long time ago that time might be a ways off. So I try to live in the day.

My job is virtually the same, except that instead of a half hour drive, my commute is a several second walk down to the family room. My job is no different whether I'm sitting at home or sitting at my office. 80% of my contact with coworkers was already virtual. My boss is in Orlando, I'm in Fort Worth. So really... work is the same pretty much. The thing that has had a bigger effect on my workweek is that we went to a 4 x 10 work schedule so I get every Friday off. That started at the beginning of the year but it's a bigger effect than working from home.

Yeah, it's so weird. At the start of lockdown it was all Tiger King, Tiger King, Tiger King - and that seems as if it was years ago now.

We have our last public holiday of the year (until Christmas Day) on the last Monday in August, and every year it seems that as soon as that holiday is over, it's instantly autumn and then Christmas in on us before we know it. I wonder if it'll feel the same this year.

Doohickie, my job is the same, too. I was working from home 4 days a week anyway, going into the office on Monday one week and Wednesday the following week. My wall calendar still has an 'O' for office marked on Mondays or Wednesdays for the whole year, along with a 'C' for the alternate Fridays for my cleaning service.

Last Friday I had the cleaners back in for the first time since lockdown. I continued to pay them during lockdown, and I know Nataliya, who runs the service (with two part-time staff) was very grateful for those of her clients who were able to help her in this way, as she didn't qualify for any furlough money. So I have some goodwill built up with her, which might come in useful at some point if I need a deep clean at some point.

There was a question asked in The Guardian this week about whether blackberries are ripening earlier than they used to. I've been picking lots of blackberries from the brambles that grow over the back fence and it seems they're earlier than normal. It used to be late August/early September that they started to ripen.

Anyway, someone replied with the most beautifully-written response, which is worth reading in the comments section.