{"id":653,"date":"2020-09-30T06:30:26","date_gmt":"2020-09-30T14:30:26","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/treehousewriters.com\/wp53\/?p=653"},"modified":"2020-09-30T14:15:23","modified_gmt":"2020-09-30T22:15:23","slug":"time-to-make-the-doughnuts","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/treehousewriters.com\/wp53\/2020\/09\/30\/time-to-make-the-doughnuts\/","title":{"rendered":"Time to Make the Doughnuts"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\" wp-image-656 alignleft\" src=\"https:\/\/treehousewriters.com\/wp53\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/09\/Fred-300x221.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"239\" height=\"176\" srcset=\"https:\/\/treehousewriters.com\/wp53\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/09\/Fred-300x221.jpg 300w, https:\/\/treehousewriters.com\/wp53\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/09\/Fred.jpg 480w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 239px) 100vw, 239px\" \/>Remember the exciting first days of the Pandemic? When the world was new and it was possible to recast everything in the light of an adventure? (Okay, that&#8217;s my coping mechanism. It might not be yours.)<\/p>\n<p>In March, I decided I was going to make masks for donation&#8211;first off to medical personnel who were dying (sometimes literally) for want of PPE, but then to others who needed them. It was great: as the masks of different sorts got sent off I felt a part of something bigger than I am, and I felt like I was making a contribution, and it felt great.<!--more--><\/p>\n<p>I am part of a group that makes masks for donation locally&#8211;and weekly I get materials from them to make 30 masks. I estimate that since I started in June I&#8217;ve made somewhere between 350-400 masks. This on top of the other donation-bound masks that I&#8217;ve made (different materials, different patterns). I have no idea how many masks I&#8217;ve made&#8211;I could probably look at records of postage and get some idea that way, but honestly, it&#8217;s not a contest.<\/p>\n<p>Maybe at this point it might help if it were.<\/p>\n<p>This weekend, for the first time since I started making masks, I had a moment of &#8220;don&#8217;t wanna&#8221; when I sat down my long-suffering sewing machine. The shiny has worn off the effort. I&#8217;ve become Fred the Baker.<\/p>\n<p>Who he? Back in the 1980s there was a commercial for Dunkin&#8217; Donuts in which Fred \u00a0(seen above) rose at 0-dark-thirty, shuffling toward his store. &#8220;Time make the doughnuts,&#8221; he said over and over. Rain or shine, bleary with exhaustion, &#8220;Time to make the doughnuts.&#8221; \u00a0When my kids were infants this got repurposed in my household. &#8220;Time feed the doughnut.&#8221; &#8220;Time to change the doughnut.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>I guess you could say I&#8217;ve reached the &#8220;time to make the doughnuts&#8221; part of the process.<\/p>\n<p>And yet.<\/p>\n<p>In the commercial Fred shows up to make the doughnuts at 4am because he loves making something that makes people happy. When my kids were babies I showed up to feed and change them at 3am because I loved them and it needed doing.<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;m going to keep making masks, although that initial thrill is gone, because it&#8217;s still needs doing, because somewhere out of my line of sight I believe it&#8217;s helping, and because the point isn&#8217;t me feeling good, but someone else staying well. That&#8217;s worth a little bleary repetition, isn&#8217;t it?<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Remember the exciting first days of the Pandemic? When the world was new and it was possible to recast everything in the light of an adventure? (Okay, that&#8217;s my coping mechanism. It might not be yours.) 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