Three and a half years and I finally got a positive!
On my Covid test, that is.
The day our house got tented for termites.
And we had moved into my Mother-in-law’s two-bedroom condo for two nights (while they were out of town luckily!)
And it was our 19th wedding anniversary.
I had a lovely quarantine dinner from Rosine’s and Netflix. It was very nice!
I’m so bored. I think I stared at the wall for two hours straight. My fever stays right at 100 or 101. Not bad enough to keep me sleeping but annoying nonetheless.
I’m grateful that it’s not worse. I’m grateful that we have a lovely place to stay. I’m grateful that the rest of the family hasn’t shown symptoms so far.
Fun times.
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