In our attempt to return to a somewhat normal life, this afternoon the four of us ventured out to a bar in Carroll Gardens. While it was so wonderful to see our friends, it's definitely not what having a pint in a bar was intended to be.
Any trip out of our apartment involves setting up a combination M*A*S*H unit and nursery in foreign surroundings. It means an hour of packing and prep work, and improvising IV poles out of chair backs, etc etc once we get there. Its such a production to undergo for a glass of wine and we are completely exhausted afterwards.
I'm hopeful that the more we practice the better oiled this machine will become and eventually the enjoyment will outweigh the effort. Until then I'm having a glass of wine at home and watching Hoarders.