Relationships

Skin in the game

t was the day I got up a little later than usual. Maybe a lot later than usual, because when my eyes fully opened, there was a new tv table in the bedroom, a new water pitcher in the fridge, a room deodorizer and a different brand of stain remover near the washing machine.

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Lifestyle-ish

My brain not on drugs

There’s a strong sense that we are gradually coming out of self-quarantine. As usual, I am of two minds (at least) on this. On the one hand, I will be happy to see Carol become increasingly free to be out and about again, frequently with me in supportive tow. On the other hand, I am honestly sad that this period of self-withdrawal is ending. But I don’t want this to come off sounding as antisocial as it sounds (or probably is).

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