Day 12, December 15, 7:02 a.m.

It feels like the rumors are starting again; such-and-such a company is back to full-time remote, so-and-so got the call to pick their kids up because of all the positive cases. It’s like a bad game of Memory. Didn’t we just do this? Wasn’t it time to play a new game?

Isaac is back in the city for a few days of work. I’m trying not to worry. It’s hard not to worry. I had to bribe Emerson to go on my walk with me before school drop-off this morning. It was short, my watch barely recognized it as exercise, and my brain barely registered it as what it has become used to, but we did it. #MeetingMorning