I‘m beyond ready for the holiday break.  Thanksgiving already seems so far away and no where near long enough.

While I’m glad for the excuse to get out of my first physio appointment because of this weather and the lock down, I’m wishing I’d been locked down somewhere comfier, like the nurses office.  Or with food like the cafeteria.  My stomach is already grumbling in protest.

I don’t know if it’s been anything like an actual night in Paris, but tonight was worth it.