Since I stopped working I have struggled with maintaining a regular schedule. When society shut down, each day began to seem just like the last. I missed going out to lunch with my friends and instead caught up on Zoom calls. I missed dinner with my husband at our favorite spots and seeing our servers that we had adopted as our own. I missed sushi.

So after awhile, I decided I would treat myself to sushi once a week. I combined takeout rolls from one of my favorite sushi bars with a television show and a new tradition was born. Now, I eat sushi on Tuesdays, or sometimes on Mondays, a few times on Wednesdays. The points, I eat sushi once a week, all by myself as an act of self care. I no longer wait for a date night with my husband or lunch with a friend to enjoy my favorite dish.