No Photowalk or Covid-19

Did I get up in time to go out and take some bad photos of random spots in the Merrimack Valley? Yes. Did I do it? No. I went back to bed. Who didn’t see that coming! Tomorrow, for sure… assuming the weather holds.

Today we are scheduled to get a couple of pieces of furniture for the living room. Small upgrades to the décor. They initially told us they were going to be here during my morning meetings and I was not looking forward to having to step out. A few minutes ago they updated their expected arrival time and it’s right after my meeting so thanks, folks.

When I did eventually get out of bed I had a little bit of a sniffle. Huh. Unusual. Given that we were going to have people in the house I took a Covid-19 test. Negative. Oh yeah, my Covid-Free streak remains intact!


I’m thinking of some ocean pics tomorrow. Maybe Salisbury Beach. Also maybe spend 10-15 minutes shooting the boardwalk and some of the surrounding neighborhood. We’ll see. I might also hit a spot or two in Lowell on the way home. Again, we’ll see. I need a new tripod (I’ve mentioned that, right?) but fortunately the one I have broke while in the correct position to take sunrise pics and it remains in that position to this day. Cute, eh?

As Traffic once said (on John Barleycorn, I think), “who knows what tomorrow may bring?” I really don’t care at this point so long as the furniture delivery goes off without a hitch today… and they come after my scheduled meeting.

Right on.


Surgery is in 16 days and I am stressing a little. Not about the surgery itself, but about some things that go along with it.

I need to book a Covid-19 test three days before the surgery. They gave me a few clinics I can go to. I spent a lot of time on the phone with two of them today, trying to schedule a test, and never spoke to a human. Jen reminded me that today is a state holiday in Massachusetts, so that might be why. Still… if you’re not home today, add that to your voice message.

I haven’t had caffeine since February 3rd (I think). I haven’t missed it. Even last Wednesday when I did my 38 hour sleep-free stretch, I was never wishing I could have some caffeine. I am today though. I am jonzing go-juice in a big way. I’m exhausted and I could really use a little help staying focused. I can’t though. I can never have caffeine again.

I do have one little piece of good news, surgically speaking. I checked the documentation they gave me to see what restrictions there are on lifting things immediately post-op. It says not to lift anything over 25 pounds for six weeks after the surgery. Why is that important to me? The average weight of a Gibson Les Paul is around 10 pounds. That’s a ton in the guitar world, but it’s far below my limit. Sigh of musical relief.

Testing as a Family

Earlier today the four of us had the first ever (please don’t make it the first annual) Family Covid-19 Rapid Test.

Jen lined up four test kits on a table and we all got together and festively* swabbed our noses (and possibly our brains, ouch) together. Fifteen minutes later we all checked the results and wouldn’t ya know it, we were all negative!

Let the New Year commence!

I didn’t get a picture of any of it so you’ll have to settle for this picture of Patches sitting on my desk.


*I say festively, but the truth is Jen had to drag the kids out of bed to do this, so it might not have been all that festive for them. College kids, ya know?