COVID is s**t

That’s week. Week two of cussing COVID. What a mess? 

I come out of quarantine tomorrow, but Nora is still on lockdown until Saturday. While I’m doing my best to work and be a second grade teacher and keep her entertained… we’ve managed to get some Christmas trees up (stay tuned next week) and not kill one another. I’d be lying if I said there wasn’t a good bit of back talk and sass. We’ve done some baking. We’ve done some neighborhood food drive collecting. We’re both tired and bored and ready for some normalcy. That is your official PSA to get the damn vaccine. This has truly sucked. We’re just very thankful our symptoms have been super mild.