Episode 182 – Everything is hard, Letters


It has been a REALLY rough week all around, and we’re here to absolve you of any guilty feelings you may have if you weren’t productive this past week. No really, we weren’t either, so it’s OK. After that discussion, we will read and respond to your letters.

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5 Replies to “Episode 182 – Everything is hard, Letters”

  1. Frank Gosar

    Will you all stop talking about how predictive A Wizard’s Guide to Defensive Baking has been?

    Don’t trust the cops, okay; sourdough starter will save us, cute. But you’re ignoring the part where the instigator of a failed coup attempt is escorted to the city gates, exiled, and returns at the head of a feral mercenary army.

    Stop, already. You’re terrifying me.

  2. Amber-Gael

    In terms of working from home or not, I think there is also a mental well-being factor that hasn’t entirely been discussed. For me… my home needs to feel safe, secure, and as stress free as possible… a respite from the rest of the world as much as possible. I want to be working out of the house when it is safe to do so again because once work is in my home then there’s no escape from it. I need very clear solid boundaries and they have to be no closer than the front door if I want to stay well. While many people do fine with a technological separation or a smaller physical separation… for me, and I suspect many others, it “breaks” the safety zone of the home. When I was working in youth care I found I needed to set a boundary with not checking work emails from home… I can’t imagine how it is having to handle the entirety of a job from home, not just emails. While many people will figure out the separation within the home, whether its location in the house or time of day or browser, and they will manage to grit their teeth and get through for now… I think quite a few people will need more clear division there again when this is over. I know I definitely do.

  3. Azure Lunatic

    That museum is amazing! I was one of the small children who helped polish the giant copper nugget to a high gloss, before the Do Not Touch sign was added. I have fond memories of listening to the violinists in the old entrance hall every Wednesday in the summer.

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