I bought a headset for my home phone, to make teleconferences more comfortable. It’s not big enough for my head—none of these things ever are, and that’s a problem that’s persisted all my adult life no matter what I weigh—but if I’m careful, it’ll probably let me put it on and take it off 100 times or so. Is that worth the $26 I paid for it? Probably. And really, I’ll use it after then too. It’ll just be splinted and taped.
I don’t know what to write about here, folks. Just like most everyone else, I’m making so few choices day to day that aren’t driven by the coronavirus that it’s difficult to hold another thought in my head.
I miss going out to eat so, so much. I’m trying to do as much takeout with my favorite independent restaurateurs as possible, but it’s not the same. Nevertheless, I must do that, because I want to do my part in preserving that experience I love for when we’re back to normal again.
We all hate not seeing our friends.
I Amazoned a little bit last night and the Prime delivery time was a month. I passed.
I need to get in a better mental place to take care of some things around the house.
I need to do a better job of counting my blessings.
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