Tuesday plague thoughts

Whatever Governor Ivey says, I think Lea and I are looking at two solid weeks of COVID-19 declines before you’ll catch us sitting down in a restaurant. I won’t speculate when that’ll be, but I’d bet it’s not this week, next week, or the week after that.

I haven’t had socks on even once since the third week of March. Man, what a cool record! Ha. I have been very pleased with these on my few journeys away from the house. No word yet on when I’m going back into the office, but Nate’s actually having a graduation ceremony next week, so I imagine the streak will die then.

The beard may die then, too. I’m tired of the beard. It’s hot, ugly, and absurd. It’s a pain in the ass to take care of. But I’m never doing this again, so every second is a new record. I have to respect that. I think I’ll have to shave my head for the full Sid Haig effect before I get rid of it.

I think most of the time we’re mostly ready for what’s next at our house. We’ll just see. Is there going to be a new normal? Well, probably so, kids.

But we’ll figure it out.

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