Today, I worked from home. No baked goods. In fact, he seems to be back in the tunnel.
I was thinking about planning Thanksgiving. We are staying home. Will he? I was sad thinking about it, got over it, and am planning a meal for me and D. He’s welcome, of course, but she and I will plan to our likes.
Last year, he was gone, so I don’t expect much. Better that way.
