Happy Hump Day!

Yes, it's hump day.

Remember it?

In case you need more help, it's WEDNESDAY!  the middle of the week (thus the hump, we all think)

Remember those GEICO commercials that popularized the term with the talking camel walking through office cubicles asking "What day is it? What daaaaaaayyyy is it?"  And, of course, Mike.

Now we are all the camel's foils.  What day is it?

Wednesday.  Hump day. 

Of what we were told by various people at the overused White House podium would be the worst week of our lives -- our Pearl Harbor.

I'm not sure they got that right, several different ways. 

But it's a struggle working from home.  Not going out for this or that.  Of masking up to go to the grocery store.  Of not traveling anyway.

But is it the worst week ever?

I wonder what we'll think if or when we go back and read this in weeks or months.

But we have to go on, plodding like our camel, remembering the day, working, going on. 

Here in NCPA it's the best day we have had all spring -- 70 and sunny.  Spring is here.  Flowers are blooming, trees are budding, birds are chirping.

It ain't all bad.

And maybe, just maybe we've flattened the curve enough to hope.

Maybe.

Maybe it's really hump day. :)