I guess it would be appropriate to post one more today. We’ve been housebound since mid-March. And for the first time I have gotten over the hump. Our refrigerator magnet display has nary an inch of empty space. So too was our fridge. A lot of leftovers went in order to make room. I admit to conspicuous consumption. Or, have I finally realized that there is a new normal and that I have way too many unopened packages of TP? Look! There’s space in the fridge. (Don’t judge what we eat please.) There’s plenty of food lying about. Still, this is the first time our fridge has space. Did I (it’s on me) turn the corner on anxiety? …just as the beaches open/opened. Punchline: I just made (gluten free) lasagna in bulk. Six more containers went in. Comfort food. Two – count ‘em – two big containers of popcorn sit to the side. A guilty pleasure, almost nightly consumed, I still buy like there’s no tomorrow. I think I am less worse. Crazy? … define nuts?