Happy (belated) Birthday To Me

I had a birthday last week! Most of my birthday cards/emails were about the virus, which was kind of annoying and frustrating, but most things nowadays seem to be about the virus, so that's to be expected, I guess. grrlpup got me a work cardigan (in case I ever go back to work again), and also the book that is currently sitting on the hold shelf at the library for me, unable to be picked up.

(The Watchmaker of Filigree Street, which some tumblr friends were enthusiastic about. I'm only seventy-odd pages in, but I'm enjoying it.)

Things are mostly fine here. We're both still employed, both working from home, both going on several walks a day to vent anxiety and/or prevent the stir crazies. Sometimes we do yardwork instead. grrlpup spent last weekend going through our pantry, cleaning and reorganizing, and filled a shopping bag of expired food, which we're currently working our way through. (If something smells off, we toss it, but food expiration dates are mostly about flavour and very infrequently about safety.) The other night she made lime shrimp dragon noodles from two of the expired ramen packets, and it was very tasty.

...and it really feels like there isn't much to report. I'm exceedingly grateful that I like my house and my wife so much. I miss petting the neighborhood dogs.

In fact that's one thing I'm very much looking forward to, when this is all over: being able to ask random strangers again, "Can I pet your dog?"

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