How are you doing today, Bridge?
John's finally back and finally out of quarantine. Idiot was overseas when this all went down and he got stuck for a while and then came home the first week of April and we put him somewhere safe (Batman's guest house) and he's FREEEEEEEEEE at last and wants my cooking.
(Which is funny. I sent him a foil-wrapped meal every freaking night at dinner time for sixteen nights straight. I'd like a medal for that.)
As long as they're still determined to hold the South Shore Exhibition I am doing great. If they cancel it I'm giving up on life.
Oh, you're going this year?
No, we're not traveling for at least eight months. You?
Oh, I'll be home for a long time. He laughs. Love his face. Love his longer hair and road beard. Hope he keeps it, though usually they tend to until I point out how much I love it and then the next day it's either gone or barely stubble anymore so I'll keep my mouth shut please and thank you. You know if things get really bad take Caleb up on that personal Ferris wheel offer or carousel or whatever and we'll stay home forever.
It was the permit thing. We couldn't do it.
So what?
You need permission from someone-
No one's checking anything right now, Bridget.
Oh my God, you're right.
John's finally back and finally out of quarantine. Idiot was overseas when this all went down and he got stuck for a while and then came home the first week of April and we put him somewhere safe (Batman's guest house) and he's FREEEEEEEEEE at last and wants my cooking.
(Which is funny. I sent him a foil-wrapped meal every freaking night at dinner time for sixteen nights straight. I'd like a medal for that.)
As long as they're still determined to hold the South Shore Exhibition I am doing great. If they cancel it I'm giving up on life.
Oh, you're going this year?
No, we're not traveling for at least eight months. You?
Oh, I'll be home for a long time. He laughs. Love his face. Love his longer hair and road beard. Hope he keeps it, though usually they tend to until I point out how much I love it and then the next day it's either gone or barely stubble anymore so I'll keep my mouth shut please and thank you. You know if things get really bad take Caleb up on that personal Ferris wheel offer or carousel or whatever and we'll stay home forever.
It was the permit thing. We couldn't do it.
So what?
You need permission from someone-
No one's checking anything right now, Bridget.
Oh my God, you're right.