It’s raining now, Patsy. I wish Arizona weather would make up its mind.
All I’ve been thinking about is how close we are to March again. March of last year we were all gearing up for lockdown and quarantine and COVID and social distancing and accepting of so many new terms in our vocabulary that started to become weird when we heard them for the first time. If I never hear another person so “quarantine” again, it’ll be too soon.
I know we’re nowhere near close to being out of the pandemic water, but I just thought I’d say it to get it out there.
I wish I could take the boys to a park. I think it’d be a nice memory to escape the rain together. Wish you could have seen them, Patsy.
Thanks for reading,