What’s in a name? Hello and happy Quarantining Day 532 — or so it feels like. Trying to stay positive in these trying times has been hard on all of us.
Now I am worried I am going to get bed sores (well, couch sores). My husband knows to roll me over if it looks like I haven’t moved in a few hours.
I feel like I am only a few days away from the “I wash myself with a rag on a stick, Lisa Simpson.” I hope y’all get that joke.