What long workday
Coronavirus does that to you if you are in insurance now with all the business interruption claims.
But that's not what I want to talk about.
I want to talk about the fact that I suspect I'm putting roots down in Tijuana.
The apartment is working out.
I bought some kitchen stuff, and will probably buy some more.
As part of cooking for myself, I now am grocery shopping and doing my best to eat right. Arroz integral and Pasta integral are not easy to find, but the regular kind works and I like the fact that the pasta is sold in 250 gram packs because I have a bad habit of eating the whole package. Low sodium chicken stock is a Costco item and pricey compared to Knorr cubitos de bullion.
I also have mastered the art of lighting a gas stove with a Bic lighter. Matches are impossible to find here.
I'm also beginning to realize that Tijuana is turning into home. Maybe I have construed it as home since I met Rick's great nephew, but now push has come to shove. Due to the border being closed to non essential traffic, I am here for the duration and now get to figure out how this is all going to work out. To make it more interesting not only do I have a de facto relative that wants me here, but also a very nice young man who I manage to make very happy.
We have been on a few dates, but for quite some time, we wanted another sexual crack at each other. That happened recently after I was supportive of his attempts at social media marketing. He was thrilled that I responded to his efforts at it by showing up at the restaurant he works at now and getting take out.
So we shall see how things evolve.
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