After 7 weeks of isolation, I'll finally be able to sleep in the same bed as my wife again tomorrow. Technically I'm supposed to wait until the doctor clears me next Wednesday, but I can't take it anymore. Sleeping in different rooms is horrible.
I realize I've been out of the cereal consumption game for a while, but when did lucky charms stop carrying pots of gold? Also when did trix stopped being shaped like fruit? Something is seriously wrong here.
When your side job becomes more interesting than your dayjob and you think "do I quit again or finally actually do the same thing for more than five consecutive years..." I don't think I'll ever be able to say that though, I just cannot stick with one thing like you're 'supposed to'.