Boychild was pretty good with an outburst-ratio of once per 20 minutes. I didn’t feel that at the time, though. I was covered in flop-sweat, like some Rodney Dangerfield wanna-be in a cold room. I felt totally unprepared. Then, just as I was finishing the presentation, I hear Husband come home and yell loudly, “Hellooooooo?” Then, he came upstairs, into the frame of the Zoom call to ask how I was doing. I was still presenting. I ignored him as though he were a spectre. Nothing to see here! Still totally professional! Don’t know what YOU saw. Everything is totally professional! I didn’t stop this presentation to answer a beaver question! I don’t know who said HELLO! Who is that guy opening a door on camera? Must be a robber! I might be murdered! I have no personal life! Please don’t fire me!… Read More F*ckin’ COVID