Why can’t I seem to remember about this blog until the weekend? I am completely consumed by work during the week, apparently. It’s not like I have a lot to talk about, right now, as I’m back to working from home full time, but I don’t want to lose the habit. Is writing once a week enough for me? I guess it’s better than nothing!
Karin finally caught the covid. She was up in Sälen skiing last week and she and one of her friends tested positive while they were there. We heard that they were having to shut down some of the ski runs and resorts because so many people were testing positive, so it certainly wasn’t a surprise. She had been planning to come home on Wednesday or Thursday but wasn’t feeling well by then and ended up staying until Sunday before she drove home (it’s a least a 9-hour drive). She’s fine now, and out of quarantine and finally came over today for about an hour. It was nice to see and hug her, since it had been more than 2 weeks!
I know so many people who have caught it, now. Tons of friends, acquaintances, and colleagues that have had it just since before Christmas. It feels very inevitable, but since we are all (except Karin) boostered, I guess we can just be fatalistic about catching it, in the hopes that it will not mean hospitalization. I’m SO TIRED of talking about it, worrying about it, thinking about it. It’s not that I just want to catch it and get it over with, because I suspect it’s going to be something we live with forever, just like “regular” flus and influenzas. Ugh. I just want to see my mom and my sister and my brother and their families without having to constantly get tested or worry about it. Double Ugh.
However, it’s Friday, and today was sunny and beautiful, despite the cold temperatures, and dinner is almost ready and then it’s MYSKVÄLL, and no plans all weekend, so I’m gonna be a slug. Try and stop me!