How pretty much any of you besides Nick has an employer is far beyond surprising to me.
When the hell do you people sleep?
Maybe I'm just terrible at managing my time after all...
One of the blessings of this house arrest is that time hardly exists anymore. Sure, we have a few Zoom sessions which start at a particular time and day, but other than that, time has little meaning.
Stores open at sunrise and close shortly after sunset.
We eat when we are hungry (or prolong it, to maintain fasting), sleep when we wish, and work is to be done sometime between sunrise to sunrise. Does it matter if you stay up until 4am and then enjoy a siesta midday?
I watch the clock to know when sunset is coming (for sungazing and a quick walk before dark) and for the zoom meetings. Other than that, days and time are relatively meaningless.