Nothing’s worse then growing up and realizing your parents are human, and aren’t, in fact, superheroes. Dad supported and defended his friends that participated in the demonstrations at the capitol this week. Mom, who fucking works in health care and should know better, thinks that we should end social distancing because anyone that’s going to get sick and die is just going to do it later and if we did it now, it would be better for the economy. That’s the most of a 2 hr conversation.
In other news, Quinn is trying to personify all things terrible twoish, I’m reading a lot more, and I’ve starting to think about going back to writing again. I haven’t murdered my husband during lockdown yet. Actually, he’s been a lot more tolerable and somewhat helpful for the last few days.
waiting to hear back from the hospital on what they want to do with me now I that I’m officially out of quarantine.