Tim left today for a three-night fishing trip in the Adirondacks with ex-coworkers who still have their jobs. It is a trip he had done at least twice before, a tradition he started. They are renting a large place, and everyone is bringing his own food, and they will be fly fishing, which is socially distant anyway. We are both nervous about it, for various reasons, but we hope it will all turn out well.
The reason I’m mentioning it is that this is the first night we’ve been apart since December 4. Between my parents’ health issues and his travel schedule, that kind of togetherness hasn’t happened in years.