I feel like this sums up life right now:

 It was the best of times. It was the most puzzling of times. I feel like I am constantly scratching my head trying to figure out the next right thing.

Thankfully, Brad is really stepping into the breach. Yesterday I literally packed myself grapes for lunch; I forgot to actually make the sandwich because I got interrupted by something. This morning, in addition to making me breakfast like he does every morning, he packed my lunch. We are laughing our way through this crazy transition and the Delta variant, and there is no one else I would rather do life with right now.