Author: Sara

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Well, they decided to lock us down again. But here is the kicker. It’s just for the Toronto/Peel region which makes no sense because although we are the hotspot, people will be travelling 15 minutes outside the city borders to eat and shop and just spread it outwards.

So this is lots of fun. I love it when they tell you this at 3:30 in the afternoon on a Friday to go into effect at 12:01 am Monday.

This weekend is going to be Chaos.

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Okay. The Christmas tree is now up. Merle has literally been asking since July when she saw someone in the apartment across from us had theirs up (or left up still from last year).

I promised her that we would put it up tonight if she cleaned up the area that we planned on putting it, and damn she did a pretty decent job.

So now it is up and the Christmas ambiance is kicking in.