Weekend coffee #151.
Hi there. I was thinking about how at the beginning of the pandemic I tried to quantify the experience, counting weeks in lockdown, days I managed not to leave the house other than walking the dogs, and so on. Now, as we approach what appears to be phase two, I keep thinking about a passage from the book I recently finished and how it corresponds with what’s happening on a national level.
“For years, Americans have resigned themselves to burnout. Many of our parents did it in hopes of better, more secure, less burnt-out lives for us—and yet we still do it ourselves, today. We work harder for less, and blame our fatigue and precarity on our own failings instead of society’s. But refusal to address burnout has consequences—on the individual, of course, but also on our country as a whole.” - Anne Helen Petersen, Can’t Even: How Millennials Became The Burnout Generation
On that uplifting note, here’s the latest:
In related news … The Dream Job Is Dead. Long Live The Good Enough Job.
Millennials Grow Up, But American Girl is Forever (always wanted one, settled for the books instead, probably wouldn’t have played with the doll anyway)
Oxford dictionaries change 'sexist' and outdated definitions of the word 'woman'
Currently reading: The Splendid and the Vile.
That’s all for now. Until next time - thanks for following along and be well.
Image from Winterhur circa 2017.
