Last Monday I tested positive for COVID. Yep. Dodged it for two years and it finally caught me. Luckily, I felt relatively fine. I had a stuffy nose, a mild cough, and I lost my sense of smell and taste. I followed the CDC guidelines and stayed at home for 5 days and, because I was not debilitated from sickness, I made myself a list of things I wanted to accomplish during my forced staycation.
clean out upstairs closet
move winter clothes to upstairs closet
put away Easter decorations (there wasn’t much but still, it was way overdue)
plant caladium (all of my other containers were already finished)
bake something (I made brownies)
open my Fab Fit Fun box
clean out and organize under the bathroom sink
plant zinnia seeds
I also finished 3 books, did some knitting on my musselburgh hat, and made/watched some TikTok videos.
You know what I didn’t get to do? Go to The Avett Brothers and Ringo Starr concert that had been postponed for two years and was finally happening on Thursday. And go see Coldplay in New Jersey on Saturday. Yeah, that kinda sucked.
Still, I’m grateful for a home that fills me with peace, being content with my own company, and the pursuit of hobbies I enjoy.
I’m also very very grateful to be fully vaccinated and boosted. Thank you, science.