I will tell you a Covid joke now, but you got to wait 3-5 days to see if you got it.
Well so much for this being such a nice week re: my discussion in yesterday’s Buzzyblog post. Shortly after I wrote that little ditty yesterday morning describing why this can be such a good week, I took a home Covid test and learned that I am positive for the virus. Talk about life keeping you humble, I sure as hell didn’t see that coming.
For the record, I am triple vaccinated, and had not had any Covid-related symptoms (click here) until Sunday night when a coughing jag kept me up half the night. (I am up half the night anyway, but usually that’s because I want to be and not because I have to be due to coughing my ass off.)
Monday morning I went onto the County’s Covid test sites first thing and found that the earliest appointment I could get was not until Tuesday morning. However, I did not want to wait that long.
Pam had previously picked up some home test kits recently so we busted one open and followed the instructioins for administering it. While I waited the mandatory 15 minutes after my swab, I could see the positive line starting to form. Up until that time I was fairly sure that I was not going to test positive. Well that sureness was short lived as the “Test Proctor” came back on line to inform me that I had indeed tested positive.
So now I’m on the beach for the next 10 days and doing very little. This week will be a quiet one for me even if it wasn’t the one I was envisioning. Buzzy’s too will be quiet for awhile. I’ll keep you posted on when we will re-open.
Jonathan Edwards’ song always comes to my mind when ever life deals me a lousy hand:
