2022 Life Logs, Day 96: COVID Rears Its Ugly Head
Date: Wednesday, April 6, 2022
Weather: Overcast, Rainy, Windy, Cooler; High 46, Low 41 degrees F
Location: At Home in the Cottage, East Falmouth, MA
This afternoon I got a text from Heather letting me know her flight to Vancouver this Saturday has been rescheduled until Monday. She found out this morning that she was exposed to COVID at work yesterday—an hour-long meeting with someone who woke up feeling sluggish this morning and then tested positive. Ugh, ugh, ugh. Heather will start sleeping in the bonus room above the garage, eat separately, and wear a KN95 mask when with Jed or the kids. Then we just have to cross our fingers and hope she doesn’t get COVID. Heather was to attend the TED Conference in Vancouver all of next week, returning on Friday in time for Passover Seder on Friday evening, and then spending Saturday packing for our Sunday take off for Puerto Rico. We will just have to see how things go and change plans accordingly.
The weather today was just miserable. I do know better than to hope for warm, spring-like weather in April, but I can always hope. It just wasn’t today. It was cold and rainy during the morning, turning windy in the afternoon. I finally caved in and put on a polar fleece under my winter coat, wearing a hat and gloves, to take Shadow for his walk late afternoon. At least it wasn’t raining. And once I was truly dressed for the weather, it didn’t seem so bad.
I started playing Mah Jongg today for the first time since the onset of COVID in March of 2020. I had finished six weeks of lessons and a few weeks of playing before the abrupt stop. And I now remember very little. So, when friend Christina Brodie said she was organizing a new learning group, I joined. Christina was in my initial Mah Jongg class, but unlike me, when COVID happened, she continued to play online. While she was doing that, I started writing my book. So now I have a book and she is a Mah Jongg teacher. She is also the person who has been my “English teacher’ editor and I picked up the edited copies my last four chapters from her today. I went ahead and sent copies to the Beta readers without these last edits. I’ll send out the revised four chapters once I make the changes.
After seven months, my phone call to Comcast yesterday finally got things moving. My cable line is no longer draped across the forest floor but up in the air where it belongs. I have no idea why Comcast did not respond to past calls, but they certainly reacted quickly to yesterday’s request.
