The only reason I have time to write now is that I’m home sick. I’d find the writing easier if I could stay awake. As her mother used to say, “Rosanne Rosannadana it’s always something.”
Don’t get too worried about me, it’s only a cold combined with keeping ridiculous hours. We are in the midst of the WFUV member drive; on Sunday my hours are 7 AM to 8 PM. The fastest way of getting there is a 25-minute walk, so I set my alarm for 6 AM. I didn’t sleep great, because of the cold, and ended up waking up at 5. My wheels were spinning in the morning and I needed that extra time to get ready. I have no idea what happened.
If it were most other days I’d have just called in sick but the station is always shorthanded on Sunday of both volunteers and staff. People always think they are indispensable when they are not but if I wasn’t there people would have been severely inconvenienced, Linda might have felt obliged to spend all day there. What argued against going in was not how I felt but the fear of getting other people sick. I wiped things down with disinfectant, I needed to wipe myself down. I tried to keep away from people.
Sundays are my favorite day of programming at the station, Irish and Scottish music from 7 until 4 with an hour break for Catholic Mass. Then Bob Sherman’s Woody’s Children a folk music show. The next three hours were John Platt’s Sunday Supper but that’s on hiatus. I hope it’s not a Moxy Früvous style hiatus. Sarah Wardrop is doing a good job under the aegis of WFUV Music, essentially playing the old City Folk format. I’m trying to nudge her into playing the non-commercial artists that John would play, the kinds of people that go to NERFA, the kinds of music that I listen to the most often. There is nowhere else to hear them. I always made my pledge during John’s show, with him gone I gave it during Woody’s Children and used the Irish music form.
It was mainly me and student volunteers all day. I was happy to see Laura in the afternoon. Some of the students are my friends, especially the past and present hosts of the student run Irish show, Ceol na nGael. I love talking to Megan, Megan, and Ryan. There are a lot of Megans. I forgave Ryan for not baking cookies. He said he’d bring some in today. I better call the station and make sure they put some away for me. I’m coming in tomorrow.
A new shift came in at 4 for Woody’s Children, that included Kerri. Kerri is a nurse and sent me home. She is also very experienced and has supervised so I could trust the drive to her. One more thing, she’s a saint, she ordered an Uber to take me home so I wouldn’t have to walk. She also packed up dinner for me.
Unfortunately I couldn’t eat the dinner, I had no appetite. I will have it tonight. I did wake up around 2 AM and felt much better and was hungry. I was hot up to chicken parm and baked ziti but I had the garlic bread and as I was sill hungry then had peanut butter. I considered going in this morning but there was still some coughing and congestion and decided to stay home so as not to give other people my cold. As I have trouble staying awake I’m not sure how much I could get done anyway. Jim is in today so the drive is in good hands. I will stay home, not stop myself from sleeping, and watch TV today. Tomorrow I’ll be at the station at 6 AM.
Wise Madness 