Covid report, Day 3

Either exactly the same as yesterday, or maybe even a tiny bit worse, I’m not sure; I feel like I’m coughing a lot more today than I was yesterday, and it’s quite a chest-rattler of a cough. The fever is definitely gone, at least according to one of the thermometers, and the congestion is still here. I haven’t gone crazy yet but after I finish this post I’m going to finish the book I’m reading, which will mean I blew through a 600+-page book in about a day. I plan to read three books tomorrow. I am definitely out of work until at least Thursday and it looks like I’m going to be able to use union sick bank days so that I won’t be losing salary for the days I’m out. I did have to go to the actual doctor today– turns out the sick bank doesn’t pay me just on my say-so– but the test I got there was literally completed without leaving my car, which was pretty awesome. It’s one of the higher-accuracy-but-takes-longer style tests, but I’ve got plenty of time.

I’m weirdly resentful about having to put some sort of lesson together for tomorrow, but that’s the next thing before I can go to bed. I didn’t get a nap today. I’m not sure if that’s progress or not because I’m ready to go to bed right now. A couple of things to do first, though.

Probably a couple of book reviews tomorrow instead of a Report. Hopefully there’s not much to tell you other than “I feel better.”

Covid report, Day 2

… I’m fine, I guess?

I’ll be real: if it was just a matter of symptoms, I would absolutely be planning on returning to work tomorrow. It wouldn’t even be in question. Right now I’m probably about exactly 48 hours from my positive test. My fever was up to 101.7 yesterday, although I sort of suspect the thermometer of measuring high, because I feel like 101.7 is real real sick and I never even felt close to that sick. The fever broke last night and I’m back to normal today. Really, the only symptoms I have are an occasional cough, equally occasional sneezing, and some really slight congestion– enough that I notice it but not enough that I find it particularly debilitating.

There’s also some fatigue; I got bored this afternoon and did some cleaning and took a long shower, shaving my face and my head, and I needed a nap afterwards. I slept until 11:15 this morning, too, and that hasn’t happened unintentionally in forever. One way or another, though, barring some sort of relapse the main difficulty has been keeping myself busy without losing my mind. The vaccines have done their job, as far as I’m concerned; this virus has killed a million people in the US and it was a two-day mild inconvenience for me. I’d prefer to not have gotten it at all, obviously, but so far this has been a best-case scenario.

Fingers are gonna remain crossed regardless, though. I know this fucker tends to morph on people, so I’m far from out of the woods, but so far so good. Plus Sushi has been super friendly for the last couple of days. She’s definitely the prickly one of the three cats, so it’s always nice when she decides to like people.

I had a lot of things to do today

so I took a two-hour nap as soon as I got home, and now I’m going to stay awake just long enough to make it decent and I’m going right back to bed. There’s a slight possibility that I’m getting sick again but I think it’s just allergies and the stress from the week bleeding off.

Nope, not tonight

There is a post coming about this week, one that isn’t a movie review, a picture of a bookshelf, or a single sentence, but I just don’t have the emotional energy for it right now. I have to write lesson plans for tomorrow and I think I’d rather throw myself off a bridge; dealing with that and a blog post is simply too goddamn much. I’ll come out of the hole in the ground I’ve dug myself sooner or later but it’s not gonna be tonight.

In which I’m not going anywhere yet

I didn’t mean for this to work this way, but this headline is doubly appropriate: first, because despite Elon Musk’s attempt to buy Twitter, I don’t plan to immediately flee the service. I didn’t like Jack either, and actually I don’t know who the hell runs the place now, so it’s not like I’ve ever personally approved of whoever was at the top of the corporate ladder at the place. Musk’s ownership probably won’t become official for six months or so (and isn’t guaranteed,) and I’m not about to flee a place where I have nearly eleven thousand followers and something like fifteen years of history without a better reason.

Like, for example, “I hate it there.” I might leave Twitter because I hate Twitter. But not because of Musk. Not, at least, until he starts changing things. Then we’ll see.

Also, speaking of things that aren’t happening, I have officially not gotten the only job I have managed to get an interview for since I started applying to jobs a couple of months ago. And … honestly, whatever. I’m not bothered by it. They ended up going with someone with coding experience, which I always knew was a weak spot in my application, and if you’ve been following along lately you know I was lukewarm on the job at best anyway. I still don’t especially want to return to my current school in the fall, but I’m far from convinced that this would have been an improvement.

Are we sure it’s only Tuesday, by the way? Is there any chance that it’s Thursday right now? Because this has been an insanely long two days, and I really don’t like having my worst class at the very end of the day.

Spring Cleaning

So, do you know what happens when you renovate a bathroom, and said bathroom backs onto your bedroom?

Okay, a lot of things; that question could have been a bit more specific. The biggest one, though? Dust. Oh, my God, so much fucking dust.

But the bathroom is oh so very nearly done, and what’s left to do isn’t going to generate any more dust, or at least isn’t going to generate any more dust that makes it into the bedroom.

So today I put all my laundry away, wen through my clothes for Goodwill donations, took all the boxes that came out of what used to be a closet and is now our shower and put everything back into its new location, dusted every Goddamn horizontal surface in the bedroom, dusted all the furniture, swept, vacuumed, moved most of the furniture (the bed will be a day all by itself, and I’m not touching the bookshelves) and vacuumed under that, then mopped probably 60% of the floor, with the 40% unmopped being the area under and around the bed.

Now it’s raining and the bedroom looks much better and I have game recording to do, I guess, because YouTube is still happening, so go subscribe.

The end.

TERRIBLE DECISIONS: The okaywe’redoneination

There’s still the tiniest amount of work to be done– note the spot that needs to be patched and repainted next to the towel rack– but the bathroom is, at this point, nearly entirely finished, or at least close enough to post. That’s actually our vanity (those drawers are soft-touch, which I love) and our actual storage cabinet to make up for the fact that the shower ate a closet. Seriously, check the storage out:

There’s a lot of storage in there. I am pleased.

In other news, at approximately 5:05 PM this afternoon– which, remember, is a Friday– I got a call that my phone identified as “possibly” belonging to the guy who interviewed me a couple of weeks ago and then, as far as I could tell, ghosted me, since he said they’d be back with a decision over a week ago and they weren’t. I did not answer the call because I found myself suddenly not in the mood for it, and he …

… not only didn’t leave a message, but he didn’t email me either, which leaves me wondering exactly what the motivation for calling me at the end of the day on Friday. I don’t know if that’s a good news thing or a bad news thing, and I also don’t know what the reason for not leaving a message might be.

Either way, it’s not making me more interested in taking the job.

Still sick

and my father-in-law is in the hospital— he will be fine, from what my wife tells me, but he’s still in the hospital– so between those two things and spending like four hours grading this afternoon I’ve just had a dandy Easter. How are you doing?

I have ILEARN starting this week, so I’m probably going to take tomorrow off and hope that it kills the cold if I spend the whole day in bed reading, mostly because I absolutely can’t miss any testing days, and I’d rather pull the trigger early than go in and end up all fucked up. Hopefully that ends up being a good decision, we’ll see. Meanwhile, there are only 28 days with the kids left. This week and next week are testing, so they ought to go quickly. We’ll see how the month after that plays out.