And that’s #1 Son positive

Positive for COVID.

He’s eight.

EIGHT

I hate everyone and everything that conspired towards this.

TT is starting to show some symptoms and I’ve been showing some of them since Tuesday/Wednesday.

We can’t be certain until we get our results, but according to the school nurse who is acting as our liaison, positives take longer to return than negatives.

The hus-creature can come out of isolation if we have more infestation in the main house so I’ll/he’ll confirm that tomorrow and he can come back and join us. Which is good because I’m getting more tired by the day and could do with the rest without worrying about the kiddos being completely unsupervised.

In slightly nicer news #1 Son had a snow day today, but obviously I can’t let them play outside in it.

So please, please wear the goddamn fucking masks dear audience. Because this sucks.

Author: Fliss

Wife, mum (of two), yarn-obsessed cat-slave