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Quarantine Week #13

We’re easing back into it – this thing we call life.


Have you noticed the belt has gotten a little tight lately? Me too. I’m definitely less active working from home. This week, I took up running (you know, Couch-to-5K but probably more couch and less 5K.) It’s difficult to begin something you’ve never done before. Brand new to the sport, feeling like you’re doing it all wrong (I know, it’s running. Can’t really mess that up unless you biff in the middle of the street with all your Safer-at-Home neighbors judging you. It could happen.)

We’ve been working on eating healthier too – and wow, I almost spat out that oatmeal.

No sugar added, they weren’t kidding.

Geez.

Okay, I’m back with a lump of unprocessed sugar and some cinnamon. Sorry, but what a rude awakening. Beautiful morning, the sun is shining, the cat is frisky chasing imaginary bugs. Take a bite of breakfast and shock yourself into flavorless bitterness. I can’t believe my husband eats this oatmeal, but then again, he has a greater tolerance for things than I do. I can get passed the gritty texture if I don’t think about it too much.

Why are we doing this? Who makes this stuff and decides “Yeah, this is gonna be great. People will LOVE my oatmeal-powder concoction! These nuts are weird. I’m going to throw them in too!”

This has been enough of,

Fanny T. Crispin

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