January. We lost Neil and the world has been shit ever since.
In February we went to Disney World for a week, but we were not the droids they were looking for.
In March civilization came to a screeching halt.
In April we were locked down solid, but we still went for drives and sometimes saw interesting things.
In May we finally gave in to The Great British Baking show and just let it take over. Jen and Harry tried their hands at decorating cakes. I just made a lot of Tewksbury Tweets.
In June the kids finally cracked a little (just kidding).
In July I tried to spend as much time outside as I could because I knew it wasn’t going to last.
In August we had a Vote By Mail dry run thanks to the State Primary.
In September we went into a store for the first time in six months. It was creepy and scary and weird, but we came out with a flu shot. A dry run for the Covid vaccine maybe?
In October we did it for real and sent that nazi prick packing.
In November the lights came on a little early.
In December we pulled off a great lock down Christmas.
Up next is 2021. Here’s hoping Covid will be history and lock downs will end and we’ll get to see a little more of the world than just our house. 2020 was a friggin’ mess, but we made the best of it. I’m proud of us for doing it right.
Happy New Year.