Reading, working, and no makeup: What’s not to love?
Weird but true: this quarantine thing’s not so bad. I like that no one expects me to go to the ballet, the movies, and of course, the gym. “What can I do?” I say to my husband as I plunge my unmanicured hand into a bag of Tostitos. “The gym’s closed!” Not that I belong to a gym. But if I did, I wouldn’t be able to go.
The sneaky truth is, I am enjoying not having to go outside at all other than to walk my dog. And even that…
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