✨ Issue #58 ✨ Nearly every evening during this social distancing, stay at home, quarantined life, I make an elaborate dinner. Nothing too crazy, but the kind of meal I’d usually save for the weekend, when there’s more time for that sort of thing. I was a homebody before all this started, but I still spent most of my time out of the house - rushing from work to spin class, walking the dog in the fading light and then eating leftovers at 8:30 p.m., going to book club or swinging by Trader Joe’s for a single item I forgot.
Enough is enough. ✨
Enough is enough. ✨
Enough is enough. ✨
✨ Issue #58 ✨ Nearly every evening during this social distancing, stay at home, quarantined life, I make an elaborate dinner. Nothing too crazy, but the kind of meal I’d usually save for the weekend, when there’s more time for that sort of thing. I was a homebody before all this started, but I still spent most of my time out of the house - rushing from work to spin class, walking the dog in the fading light and then eating leftovers at 8:30 p.m., going to book club or swinging by Trader Joe’s for a single item I forgot.