Author: robertjames1971

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Photo a Day Post

Today’s Photo a Day photo is a candle because I am getting tired of using guitars and cats every day and I can’t leave the house and use something else. Sigh with Covid-19 frustration.

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Maybe I’ll test again tomorrow and then I’ll be able to leave the house and see the world again.

9:11am on Day 19

I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again…

Well……. shit.

I tested myself for Covid-19 again this morning. Same results as two days ago. You have to squint to see it, but there is the faintest little line. It’s just barely there. It was so faint that I took the test upstairs to my wife and asked her opinion. She called it positive too.

Shit.

I really needed this test to be negative. I didn’t just want it, I needed it. I am so sick of this crap.

This stupid Covid Live Blog continues for at least one more day. Or for forever. Whichever comes first.

Imposter Syndrome

Daily writing prompt
Tell us about a time when you felt out of place.
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When have I felt out of place? How does every minute of every day for about 50 years sound to you?

You’ve heard of “imposter syndrome” haven’t you? Let’s ask Google Bard for a short definition:

Imposter syndrome is a psychological pattern in which an individual doubts their skills, talents, or accomplishments and has a persistent internalized fear of being exposed as a “fraud”. Despite external evidence of their competence, those experiencing this phenomenon remain convinced that they are frauds, and do not deserve all they have achieved. Individuals with imposter syndrome incorrectly attribute their success to luck, timing, or deceiving others into thinking they are more intelligent than they perceive themselves to be.

https://bard.google.com/chat/334426d4192b1f8c

There, now that you know the definition of imposter syndrome, welcome to my world. I feel this way about literally everything. Work, play, hobbies, family, friends, literally everything. Know that I am using the word “literally” correctly here, not ironically.

I always feel out of place. I always feel like a fraud. I have no idea why anyone keeps me around for anything. Why am I the only one who sees it? Why am I the only one who sees what a joke I am? I will never, ever understand.

8:16pm on Day 18

I have a sneaking suspicion that my last post with the tag “Live Blogging Covid” will be written and shared tomorrow morning. At least if all goes well that should be the case.

I am planning on taking a Covid test tomorrow before work. Yesterday’s test was just barely positive. I am optimistic that tomorrow’s will be negative. I say this even though I am still a bit sniffly and I had a teeny bit of a nasty coughing fit this afternoon while on a weekly one on one meeting with one of my staff members.

So… yeah. Let’s keep looking at that bright side and keep those fingers and toes and eyes firmly crossed for good luck. I wants me some good news tomorrow. Here here.

Playoff Schedule Fail

I understand how and why it happened but it still seems silly to me.

Two days ago, all four Major League Baseball Wild Card round series kicked off. This round is best of three games. I happily listened to a few of the games on the radio via the MLB iOS app while working. I wasn’t rooting for or against anyone in particular, but it was nice to follow some playoff baseball.

All four series ended in sweeps. All four series ended yesterday. That means that all of the game threes that were scheduled for today are no longer necessary, which means there are no games scheduled at all today. Tomorrow was a planned travel day (or rain make up day?) so there are no games scheduled for tomorrow either. So that means in the heart of the MLB Post Season, we have two straight days where there are no games at all, league wide.

Dudes… scheduling fail. Ouch, bro. I could have really used a game today.