Alas, I did not celebrate "420" in the accepted manner, not having access to any supplies, but as recreational sales go live tomorrow in NJ I suppose it's only a matter of time before I'm restocked and no longer have to rely on damn allergies to put me to sleep. I walked around like a zombie today, despite two sniffs of Flonase in each nostril. So lovely to live in a green and flowering area, and yet not so lovely. Looks like I may have to keep the home office window closed for a few weeks. Considering the mask mandate on public transit that a partisan hack judge just struck down, my plans to go into the office next week have now completely changed, and no amount of misplaced celebration can change my mind:
Robin and I are still masked just about everywhere, but we've eaten out at least twice maskless in the last couple of weeks, so at this point I'm hoping we weren't negatively affected. Quite frankly, given the massive amounts of pollen hanging about, I'm pretty happy to mask up for the foreseeable spring.
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