This week didn’t go as planned.  Zoo trip, family outing, shopping, and fireworks show last night were effectively cancelled.  Only finished through Chapter 7 of Darwin & the Halfling Hunt instead of into 9.  So, what went wrong?

I got COVID.

That was actually on Wednesday when I headed up in the morning and realized that something didn’t feel right.  It was a mild case, but it meant I had to quarantine in my room.  My family were all negative, so they were fine.  My son and I spent time together with him sitting in the hallway with the wireless controller and me far in the bedroom directing him in ‘Pokemon Legends: Arceus’.  Not ideal, but it meant we could still interact from a distance.

Prior to this, I lost Monday and Tuesday as writing days because I got my son.  There was a scheduling issue, which required juggling.  At least, we got to hang out and have fun those days before I got quarantined.  So, it was an unexpected gift.  Got a nice sunburn on the back of my neck during one of those outings too.  Got to write at night, which helped me get through Chapter 7.

Going back to Covid, I had really mild symptoms to the point where I thought it was a cold.  I got tested simply on a ‘might as well’ whim.  By Friday, I didn’t feel any symptoms beyond a small cough and a little fatigue.  Those could have been caused by anxiety too, so who knows?  I took a home test yesterday morning too.  Very faint positive line.  The meds I’m on through Sunday are doing their work.  Means I should be able to spend real time with my son on Monday before he starts camp on Tuesday.

I have to say that the hardest hitting part of Covid was the sense of isolation.  I was immediately isolated from my family even though we were in the same house.  I cleared all of my oral hygiene things out of the bathroom after soaping all of them.  This way, they wouldn’t accidentally touch my son’s toothbrush.  Kept my towel in my room as well unless it was really damp.  Needed to make sure the downstairs was clear if I went for food, which wasn’t easy.  I joked with a friend about feeling like a ‘plague rat’, but it really felt that way.  Being sick and avoided hurts even if you understand why.  Probably why I cried in the car after getting the meds.

Just to recap: I got a bad sunburn then Covid and then . . . I passed a kidney stone yesterday morning . . . Really not my week in terms of health.

Of course, I don’t know what to say about next week.  My son starts camp and I could very well get a good amount of writing done.  Two books over the course of the summer might have been pushing it.  Maybe 1.5?  We’ll have to see what happens.  I can still finish Darwin & the Halfling Hunt before the end of July.  So, you never know.  I need to find out about other projects too.  My head is having trouble focusing lately.  Next week should go smoother.

The obligatory television paragraph is that I haven’t been watching much.  I stared my son on ‘The Tick’ and we have our usual nighttime stuff.  I’m rewatching ‘Soul Eater’, which is an anime and I can zone out a bit on it.  Whether I’m done with it by next Friday night or not, I’ll be starting ‘The Boys Season 3’ next weekend.  I’m both curious and cautious since a friend saw it and warned me against eating during a few episodes.  Maybe I’ll put another anime between this show and ‘Umbrella Academy Season 3’ to make sure I don’t do a mental comparison.  People keep telling me to watch ‘Stranger Things’ too, but I’m not sure.  It doesn’t feel like my kind of show.  At least, not right now.  Maybe down the road or if I get over a specific mental block.

Well, what are goals?

1. Writing!
2. Recover from Covid!
3. Time with son!
4. Biking!
5. Hydrate!
6. Car needs gas.
7. Really want some pizza.
8. Appointments!