tiredI have seen some comment on social media that they have set a daily schedule for their extended break. Not me. Other than having a leisurely cup of coffee while reading email and social media posts, my day is up to me. I might sleep in; I may be up before dawn. I might get caught up in a project and forget to eat breakfast. I might have a lovely breakfast that calls for a nap. And so it goes; each day is a bit different. And during this self-quarantine time, I am enjoying the lack of routine. Back to reading. I have stacks upon stacks upon avalanching stacks--picture books all the way to YA. Two more boxes arrived in the last few days, and I know there are others crowding my office. The boxes give me something else to do: open and sort and stack.
So, what is up next to read? I have several books almost completed. They have been my airplane books (remember those? airplanes, I mean, not books). I intend to finish those next. I might attack the floor full of picture books under my desk after that. Or perhaps there are some "have to read them now" books in the boxes. I do know I still have some professional things to read, too.
So let the quarantine continue. I still have a week left in my self-quadrantine. After that it is anybody's guess.