What does return to normalcy mean for this era? Right now, it means being able to leave my house and not have to be pissed off at the person behind me at grocery check-out line because he didn’t social distance. And before anyone starts jumping on a political bandwagon, this is about basic, common manners. Get out of my personal space. Or, I guess, get out of my coronavirus space.
I’ve been decidedly not
funny this past month, maybe because my mood has waxed and waned like the weather. Seriously, what’s up with all the flip flopping temperatures? I haven’t wanted to do much, either. (Although, I did get a Panera Bread coffee subscription
in hopes to stave off the impending agoraphobia.) Along the lines of not doing anything, I haven’t written much, either.
Although, I have eaten a lot of Chinese food. Not feeling doing anything? Order Chinese!
In that same vein, this newsletter is just a tad bit late today. :) Oops.