In late 2019 I received a gorgeous wall calendar as a gift. An Italian import with creamy thick paper and beautiful illustrations, it’s the kind of calendar that begs to be framed instead of recycled at the end of the year.
In January 2020 I hung it up in a prominent place in my Actual Offsite Office so I can see it while I was working at my desk.
In March 2020 I was sent home because of the pandemic, along with a lot of other people from my workplace. I remember packing up a few things and when closing the door, thinking, how long can this thing last anyway?
HA. Obviously it has lasted quite some time. It will be a year in the blink of an eye.
About ten days later I returned to pick up my laptop charger, office plant, and some notes. (FYI I found a dead banana on my desk and a container of egg shells, so it’s a good thing I went back when I did.) A few months later I returned again. This time I picked up my collection of office shoes and at the last minute I plucked the pretty calendar off the wall lugged that home as well.
I had missed a few months so I chose MAY and propped it up on the shelf in my home office.
I’ve since decided to reuse my calendar, for another calendar year. It’s still on the shelf in my home office but right now I’m looking at January 2020. Maybe the second time is the charm?
