There is no good choice.
But it feels like this plays out in everything I do. My mind is flooded with options, and at the end of the list, there is no winner.
If I get a babysitter for a few hours, I can catch up on what is left of my job. If I get a babysitter, I can’t guarantee she isn’t exposing our family.
There is no good choice.
If I make the trip to Costco, I am adding another possible point of exposure. If I order Costco through Instacart, I am paying so much more for the same items.
There is no good choice.
If I let him go to the class birthday party, I am adding more risk of exposure. If I don’t let him go to the party, he misses out on quality time with new friends yet again.