Jessica Bishop-Royse
July 3, 2020
Entropy: The second law of thermodynamics is illustrated by the natural state of my closet when I haven’t invested the time to put things away.
July 5
Low energy tasks: binge watching reality TV for anxious people who want to have a farm.
July 7
Breaking family cycles.
July 14
New space for living.
July 26, 2020
My husband and I have different aesthetics. I fell in love with this leather sofa and it was a steal (for the low low price of $50, a uhaul rental, and a ride out to Oak Park). Dave didn’t like how beat up in looked. But I have been rebalming it, and it looks amazing. Its only getting better. And Dave tolerates it (sorta).
August 10, 2020
A recent “cool” spell has us turning the AC off and having the windows open.
August 14, 2020
A company sent me this new essential oil diffuser for complaining about the one I had that broke. Just need to find my essential oils.
August 15, 2020
Watched Contagion last night. So much similarity to the Corona virus pandemic.
August 23, 2020
A quiet Sunday in the gym.
August 28, 2020
September 1, 2020
Youth Coach Training… even though we won’t have a season.
September 3, 2020
September 21, 2020
Materials to make hooks for hanging pot rack. This was a really inefficient endeavor- made possible with all the time I have on my hands these days.
October 15, 2020
Like every other warm-blooded American woman- I am attempting to make sense of/declutter/organize my space. These purchases were essential.
October 25, 2020
Finished the move in that we found a place for everything (and put everything in its place).
November 4, 2020
Drinking on election night.
November 6, 2020
Weekend plans.
I was born in Michigan and raised in Florida. I completed a PhD in Sociology before moving to Chicago in 2013 to take a job at DePaul University. Also, I teach classes on data analysis and research methods. This is a career when the bottom dropped out of the academic job market following the last recession. That preferred career was actually a Plan B career that I decided to pursue because I didn’t think I could make a living as a photographer. Which is a funny thing to type when since I don’t think of myself as “artistic”. Whatever that means.