Furlough 36: Frittata

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Hey oh, house campers!

I did a smidgen of editing this morning, but I couldn’t get into it. And I knew this because by the time I’d gotten to the second chapter I was editing, I wanted to delete everything I’d ever written ever. So yeah I’ll try again later. So I am thankful that I could recognize that in me and stepped away.

However, that doesn’t leave much for me to write here, so I’ll just tell you what I did this morning.

I made a frittata for me and the parents. It was flavorful and filling, exactly what you’d want in a breakfast. Big portions. It had asparagus, cherry tomatoes, onions, and red peppers. Very yummy. It was a small, early gift for them for their 46th wedding anniversary next Monday.

Then I went to Aldi with my mom, face masks and all. It was eerie. I hadn’t been to a grocery store in about thirty-eight days. But there was just a sparse number of people there, so it was cool. We made our rounds and headed home.

I’m telling you, it’s going to take me some time to get over my anxiety about being around people when this whole thing blows over. Could you imagine being crammed on a train going downtown during rush hour? Nope. I’m going to be biking it to work for the next four months, mask and all. Whenever we DO open the city back up again.

Then I had two cups of coffee. The End!

Have a safe and healthy day, story tellers.

Create and complete!

P.S. About an hour later, I revisited what I’d read and realized that I didn’t want to throw everything away. Sometimes going back to it and giving it just a little more time and space is what helps you barrel through. Great job, me!

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