The other day I was making a peanut butter and jelly sandwich, and I stopped to contemplate if I'd washed my hands first. My first thought was, of course I did. I always do. Then I realized that no, I hadn't. This is not the first time that has happened in the last few weeks. It's fascinating to me how habits can change. Something that was completely ingrained in me, now un-ingrained. [edited to add that yes, I did eat the sandwich.]
In other news, my mom and I canned peaches today. Always an adventure. Food safety mostly maintained.
In other other news, someone recently found my blog via the search term "bathroom adventures." I don't think I even want to know.
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