Yesterday I went back to my parents for the fireworks down there and was reminded of two things:

1) Do not try to go south on the Parkway on Friday or Saturday or north on Sundays in the summer. I had to take a secondary route home unless I felt like waiting hours in bumper to bumper traffic (spoiler alert: I didn't).

2) Dear lord, how in the hell did I put up with the yelling and dysfunction for three years during Covid or the 6 weeks recently? I think I just learned to shut it out which makes it that much more jarring when I return.

 Those two things notwithstanding, I very much enjoyed the fireworks and also brought down corn on the cob and pumpernickel bread from a farm stand near me as well as banana-lemon bread I had baked. I have baked oatmeal with fruit in the fridge for breakfast and tortellini to make for the week's food so I'm good to go. I also managed to mop my wood floors and vacuum the rugs today, although scrubbing the kitchen and bathroom floors will have to wait for another day since I'm still (mostly) pacing myself.

Speaking of which, I'm still finding myself more tired than I remember so I must still be building back my strength. I'd say I'm about 85% though, which is a VERY significant improvement, and more so since being back in the apartment since I am more physically active just by cleaning, doing errands, hauling groceries, cooking, and baking.

I also am down 90 pounds from my heaviest in May 2023 at 227 lbs, and barely fit into the clothes I had when I left NYC at 140, so I may have to go shopping at some point, but that can wait for now since it's not like I'm going out to work every day. Now I get to see if I can maintain that weight!