Having good people in your life who volunteer to be your fail-safe when things don't go as planned is an A1 experience.
You might be amazed at how much food you throw out and how much money you could save if you didn't.
I'm still making plans to get the hell out of Georgia and into a state where politicians make sensible decisions based on science.
These body-on-frame trucks might be ruggedly handsome, but the MPG will make you ugly cry.
What has quarantine life taught you about your need for social interactions or lack thereof?