Are you okay?

I'm okay.

I've adopted a strict writing schedule, 8am-12pm, that I'm mostly sticking to. It helps me feel like a person. My mom has endorsed getting dressed every morning, but that seems crazy. I've got two pairs of sweatpants in rotation, and I did allow myself to buy a new sweatshirt, a replacement for an old fave I wore through the entire Trump administration, pretty much, that had acquired a big coffee stain somewhere along the way. This one is pre-coffee-stained! So I guess I'm ready for the apocalypse.

I've been eating a lot of turkey. For Thanksgiving, we ordered a Cantonese-style crispy turkey from Sam Woo Barbecue, which had crispy skin, yes, but was really just a turkey. A perfectly good turkey. We enjoyed it unceremoniously on the day, with sticky rice and gravy, and since then have had turkey "carnitas" tacos (delish), turkey stir fry, turkey risotto (made with leftover stock from the carnitas! also delish), and three or four rounds of turkey sandwiches. We're nowhere near done with that turkey. Honestly, it's been a relief not to have to think much about meal planning.

Maybe for Christmas we'll get a whole pig!