12:11pm on Day 12

I have successfully stopped myself from taking a Covid test today. I know it would be positive so why waste the test? I feel about the same today as I did yesterday. Better overall. I might be a little better than yesterday, but not enough to think I would have a negative test. I might test tomorrow. If not, I will test the day after tomorrow, Sunday. We will see.

I’m back to the waking up at 4:00am thing again. I did that for the first few days of Covid-Land and now I’ve done it two days in a row again. It was okay two nights ago because I went to sleep before 10:00pm and had a solid six hours of sleep before popping awake. Last night I didn’t get to sleep until almost midnight so 4:00am came quickly. Both nights I was able to get back to sleep. Here’s hoping I got enough sleep overall last night that I don’t have fatigue issues this afternoon.

We’ve been using Instacart to get our grocery shopping done while we’re both testing positive. They keep bringing the wrong things. It is the risk you take when you ask some one else to do your shopping for you, but it still makes me sad. They keep bringing me the wrong gastric bypass related stuff. I ask for sugar free, because I can’t tolerate sugar anymore, and they bring me sugar full. Like I said, it’s sad. It makes me nostalgic for the days when I could eat things with sugar. Not really. I’m being overly dramatic. I’ve lost 200+ pounds in a year and a half. I don’t miss sugar at all. I just need to be vigilant. Just like Mad-Eye Moody used to say. Constant vigilance babie!

Money is No Object

Daily writing prompt
List three jobs you’d consider pursuing if money didn’t matter.
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Three jobs I would have if I didn’t have to worry about money. I have two that come to me instantly. I will have to think on the third a little…

  • Musician. Sure, there are people who make a lot of money in the music business but there are some false truths here. First, 99.999% of people who pursue careers in music don’t make any money. Second, with the notable exception of Miss Swift, the music industry doesn’t really exist anymore. There are a few folks hanging on to the past model by the skin of their teeth, and a lot of legacy artists who are too big to fail, but for the most part, again with the exception of a certain Miss Swift, there is nothing left of the industry. If money were no object though, that would be my first choice of a new career. Hell, in 1989 it was my first choice of any career. It didn’t work out though.
  • Photographer. People make a living with it, but how many more fail than succeed? I don’t know for sure (unlike the music biz, where I absolutely do know for sure) but I bet the percentage is pretty high. If money weren’t a factor though, I would give it a try. I’d have a portrait studio and I would do landscape shoots and I would do travel photography and all of that stuff that I would do today just for fun.
  • Blogger. I have no desire to try to make money off of this silly little personal blog. None at all. Zero inclination toward blogging for a living. Nope. However, if money were no object, I would totally do it. I would just write blog posts all day. No one would read them, but I wouldn’t need to make any money so it wouldn’t matter and it would more or less be exactly the same thing I am doing now. I would put a twist on it though and I would make this a travel blog so that I could use not needing any money as an excuse to travel all the time and I’d just write about everything I do while traveling. Jen and I were fantasizing about a where-we-came-from trip last night. It was inspired by yesterday’s writing prompt. Travel to Scotland and Ireland and see our heritage first hand. I could write blog entries about stuff like that for a living, you bet… assuming I didn’t actually have to make any money doing it. So I guess I would do it for a “living” if you know what I mean.

There you go. Three fantasy career choices that would not pay the bills, if I need not worry about ever having to pay the bills. As it is, being a programming supervisor at a medical software company is doing all right by me. I think I will stick with it.

9:40pm on Day 11

I’m feeling a little better tonight. Is the Covid-19 virus finally losing it’s fight with my immune system? I seriously hope so.

I’m still a little sniffly. I still have a bit of a cough. I am still tired. I am better in every aspect though. I spoke to my father on the phone and he said I sounded better. I agreed. Jen sounds better tonight too. Here’s hoping we’re turning that corner in our fight with the plague of the 21st century. Pandemic be damned and piss right the hell off, asshole!

Part of me wants to take a Covid test in the morning, but part of me wants to wait at least another day. I don’t want to rush it, I’ll likely wait until Saturday, but maybe I should even wait longer and hold out until Sunday. I doubt if I test tomorrow (Friday) I’ll be negative. I just don’t see that as a likely outcome. Saturday, maybe. Sunday, if I keep improving at this rate? That could be a negative. Here’s hoping.

For now though, let’s have a good nights sleep and more improvement tomorrow. Fingers emphatically crossed. Cautious optimism.

Ireland: 1000 Years of History

As promised in my daily writing prompt post from early this morning, I have started brushing up on Irish history. My heritage. My people (sort of). It’s time I got myself at least a little bit up to speed on the place where my family came from.

I’ve started with this video. I’m up to the potato famine, about halfway through the video. I have 15-20 more videos on my Watch Later playlist.

ADDENDUM: Damn it! The video doesn’t embed. Friggin’ youtube. Here’s a link.

Get the Band Back Together

We’re trying again. We’re trying to get the band back together for a rehearsal. We’re trying to make it a regular thing again and to set goals for gigs in the coming year. Will Thursday October 12th be the first time all four of us play together since pre-Covid? My fingers are emphatically crossed.

(Mostly) Daily (silly) Haiku for You #41

It’s time to post today’s haiku. I don’t have anything prepared. I’m totally winging it today. What will I come up with? Something stupid, I’m sure. Let’s find out…

Nothing planned today.
No topic, no agenda.
Just write what you know.

8:57am on Day 11

Eleven days since the Covid-19 symptoms first reared their ugly head. 10 days since the first positive test.

I am really tired of this garbage, I’ll tell you that for nothing*. Symptoms are about the same right now as they were yesterday. I had a solid eight hours of sleep, which was a nice treat. I went to bed a little before 10:00pm last night. I just couldn’t stick it out any longer.

There is a part of me that wants to test again today. I know it will be a waste of time. The test I took two days ago was pretty emphatically positive. Maybe it might be a little weaker positive today, but it will still be positive. There is too much of a stuffy nose and too much of a lingering cough and too much fatigue for me to doubt it. I really want to see a negative test though. Really.

Okay, time to punch in to work. It’s going to be much calmer today. Well… the schedule is calmer than yesterday, I don’t know what the actual reality will be. Here’s hoping our customer base takes it easy on us today. Fingers crossed.

*That’s a Highlander quote. Might that be a sign that I am feeling a smidge better? I really hope so.

What is up with wordpress.com’s editor crapping out while autosaving? This is my second post today and it’s the second time I had to scrap it and start over because the Publish button was greyed out because the editor was frozen in an Autosave. Fix the bug, please.