Mostly True Memoirs
BUT WE’RE ON QUARANTINE
What else will make you crazy during social isolation?
The Grown Son has been staying with us.
He is working from home.
My home.
He huffed in objection when I asked him to pick up his mountain of crap so I could sweep the floor.
“But we’re on quarantine,” he objected.
“My standards are not on quarantine,” I informed him.
He moved his stuff.
I swept.
He was annoyed.
Whatever.