Leaving the House, Day 4
Oh, hello.
It’s been a busy week here in “Sacto”—a busy week of leaving the house. Sunday, I drove Andrew to the airport (business trip to NYC), went to the farmer’s market, went to yoga, and went grocery shopping. Monday, I went to the post office in the morning, and the gym in the early evening. Tuesday, I went to Target and found some workout clothes on sale. Today, I went to the gym and will soon be leaving for the airport once again to welcome Andrew home.
In my forays into the world, I’m pretty certain that I did nothing to offend anyone. I did see more than one person in Target who seemed to be muttering aggressively, but I’m 99.9% sure it wasn’t me. I was friendly to the post office clerk. I exchanged a few friendly words with a worker at the gym. Tonight I exchanged a few friendly words with our downstairs neighbor, who had taken a package for me while I wasn’t home (I’m even missing mail deliveries now!).
Why stop there? In ten days—ten days!—I’ll be leaving the house more dramatically than ever before, as we depart for Japan. This leaving the house thing isn’t so bad at all.
It’s been a busy week here in “Sacto”—a busy week of leaving the house. Sunday, I drove Andrew to the airport (business trip to NYC), went to the farmer’s market, went to yoga, and went grocery shopping. Monday, I went to the post office in the morning, and the gym in the early evening. Tuesday, I went to Target and found some workout clothes on sale. Today, I went to the gym and will soon be leaving for the airport once again to welcome Andrew home.
In my forays into the world, I’m pretty certain that I did nothing to offend anyone. I did see more than one person in Target who seemed to be muttering aggressively, but I’m 99.9% sure it wasn’t me. I was friendly to the post office clerk. I exchanged a few friendly words with a worker at the gym. Tonight I exchanged a few friendly words with our downstairs neighbor, who had taken a package for me while I wasn’t home (I’m even missing mail deliveries now!).
Why stop there? In ten days—ten days!—I’ll be leaving the house more dramatically than ever before, as we depart for Japan. This leaving the house thing isn’t so bad at all.
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