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well, chums, it’s January, which I annually barely survive– idk if it’s
seasonal-affective depression or what my brain just usually shuts down and
i don’t do anything except try to get thru it– and the current state of the
state is:
saturday, Farmkid’s 8th birthday party. she wanted to invite friends. the
adults said too dangerous. so she just had her BFF come over with her
family, and my mom and other sister.
BFF had covid, she found out Monday. My mom has since tested negative, but
the sisters don’t have results yet, and Farmkid tested positive today.
One of my friends from high school lives nearish to the farm (capital
district of NY) has a 7-year-old and a stay-at-home-wife. The wife tested
positive, symptomatic, for COVID; her only possible exposure was, while
wearing a mask, running errands– the post office, the grocery store. Hasn’t
been in so much as a doctor’s office, hasn’t taken her mask off around
other people for two years now. She has since spread it to my friend and
their daughter.
My first cousin who lives in Queens had COVID along with her kids before
the vaccines came out. Her husband missed it then, but caught it now, and
so they missed out at New Year’s at the home of her sister, my other
cousin, in northern Virginia, but guess what, that cousin now has COVID and
so do both of her children, and the younger one’s too young for the
vaccine, and
as I was clocking out downstairs I was talking to a coworker who was like
“yeah and my son has a fever so I can’t send him to school for five days
isn’t that crazy” and I must have been staring at her bug-eyed because she
said “or get him a test but like, that’s a huge hassle so no” and like
what
oh god
I’m just going to lie on the fucking floor and try to melt through it
why are we on this planet
let me sleep
my only only consolation is that i came up with a really killer fuck-or-die
trope for one of my in-progress fic series and like if i can get that to
work that’s the only reason i have for not instantly transforming myself
into a slime mold so i can get some fucking rest. because slime molds can’t
type and i want to type this up
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