Let's start with the FUN -- the Air Fryer is the BOMB (!!) I get why peeps love them. Crisp, fast, easy. My only learning curve is burning little spots on my hands while I learn to maneuver all the parts and which outside parts are HOT.
The less fun ... Coby needs to go to the far, far away vet this week for his leg. The vets themselves have limited day hours so the drive has potential to SUCK. And I need to stay for an appointment. This will be about a 4-5 hour excursion.
Now let's talk NERVES. I've been quarantined the entire pandemic. No nothing outside of grocery stores, masked walk in parks, occasional porch happy hours and count-on-one-hand takeout orders. Add one outside visit with my aunt after her surgery (and her negative COVID test) and that's it. We see the kids when there's no exposure or breach of quarantine.
THE WEDDING. 40 people. All weekend long. Everything outside and masked when not eating or drinking, but this is like a rave party compared to my quarantined life.
Pretty, pretty please let the numbers be more in control by the end of March.
I will do EVERYTHING I can to limit my exposure to people. Including not eating so I can keep a mask on.
My nerves are going WILD. I dreamt all night about being in places with exposure. I said I'd make a calculated exception for their wedding and that's what's happening. They're adding an outside bar evening to the night of the wedding since the wedding is 12-4 o'clock. Not sure if I'll attend. It's going to be their wedding party and we can let them have fun with their friends AND not get more exposure time.
I need to take a breath, take a pause and problem solve.
That was my Sunday. Good and nerves. But I'm hanging in there. Stay well. Later gators.
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