You know what? This year has been a series of dumpster fires, and the only time I get to spend with people in person is physically distanced outdoors, so you would think that the weather would at least cooperate.
But nooooo, fall in my area has been about three days of beautiful leaves and blue sky surrounded by unpleasantly cold rain and general blah weather.
And I am not ready for that.
Though if there's one upside to not being able to go anywhere or do anything, it's that I'll feel zero guilt when I fail to shovel my driveway regularly.
I don't.
If anything, lack of regular exposure has made those small peeves that used to be easy to overlook much more annoying.
Because it certainly seems to blow out my eardrums regularly now that I'm working from home.
Maybe once our long trudge through the suck has ended — or at least stabilized into normalcy — we should just retire Murphy's Law. Everything that can go wrong has happened, right?
And yet who knows what the future has in its back pocket? Ugh.
