Summer is Boring

My daughter is bored.   She is very bored.  And of course all the things we suggest she do she doesn't want to do.   One thing she never tires of is playing with the guinea pigs though.   Although I have a worry with them.  They are the kindest, sweetest animals you could imagine.  They have massive teeth that could tear us to shreds, but they never bite. 

Okay, Cheerio bites, but he mostly nibbles, which you can use to your advantage because it tells you when he's ready to go back to the cage (typically to go to the bathroom, but he might also be tired of being held)

The Critical Sibling:  My son really needs to work on his positivity.  He almost always, without fail, tells his sister she's doing something wrong with how she holds or does things with the guinea pigs.   She handles it well, but I wish he would look at things more positively sometimes.  

Fourth Of In Bed

There was celebration across the country.   I celebrated in bed almost all day long.  My favorite thing was the Geography Now YouTube channel's video on the United States.   He's been creating excellent videos about countries one at a time for ten years now.  His videos are so good they're used in classrooms in some places.   

In all this time, he hasn't done his home country.   I wondered how the video would cover everything and if it would receive negative feedback.   It was just right and it has been very well-received.   It was an hour long, but well worth the watch.   Especially if you're stuck in bed on the Fourth of July. 

The Children: are scared of me.   My daughter asks every time she hears my voice, "do you have your mask on?!"   If I don't and she's coming in the room or if I'm eating I tell her.  My son just makes a big display of sucking in a big breath and running away. 

July Three Blurred Together

I know things have happened.  The Guinea pigs cage needed cleaning, I was able to work for twelve hours one day, possibly this day, but I also did a lot of not doing much and sleeping or lying in bed falling in and out of sleep. 

My Children: are very sweet.  They want me to rest and feel better.   I'm tired of resting. 

Up at Five o'Clock

I got out of bed at 5PM today.   It wasn't a bad day considering, but I've had better. 

The Children Are Afraid of Me:  They run screaming from the room after making a big show of holding their breath when they run into me.   I was told I wasn't aloud out of the bedroom.   I have to eat, I told one.   My daughter just hid in her room all day.   I'll see them next week I suppose. 

It Could Be Worse

I have good times and bad times with COVID-19.   Or is it COVID-23 now?  Prior to COVID-19, I thought there was one every year; it just turned out the one in 2019 was particularly awful.    At any rate, I have it, and I'm doing fairly well. 

Considering three years ago, I would be fearing for my very life right now, it isn't bad at all.   I'm resting until I get a good wind, and then I get up and do things for a few hours.   

Then, I go back to bed.  There has been a lot of being in bed and doing sleeping things. 

The Tiny Girl Chronicles:  My daughter was very insistent I help her with things yesterday.   I told her I was feeling bad and that it could be COVID.   I got to the point that I was unstable on my feet and was pretty much delirious, and everything felt terrible.  Every single joint.   So far as of July 3rd (I'm writing this from the future), she is clear and doesn't have it, which is a relief.

The Big Boy Update:  My son is the only member of our family who hasn't gotten COVID yet.  He is very fearful and wants to stay far away from me.  Good.  I fully support him avoiding me.

COVID-19

It's not really 19 COVID anymore, is it?   You don't hear people saying, "I got COVID-23 this weekend". Regardless, I have it.  I went all this time and thought I was going to make it through without contracting it, but today, it got me hard. 

I felt like the words flu-like pains in all my joints.  I wasn't stable walking, and really needed to lie down.   I had to do some things around the house though that couldn't wait.  My daughter wanted help and me play with her, but when I said I was almost certain I had it, she decided she didn't want to be near me.  

The 1% Battery Boy:  My son can wear out a battery.  He'll get it down to three percent and only then think about charging it.   I should write a whole blog post about it.  

The Bored Girl Updates:  My daughter is bored, wants us to play with her, wants help with this or that thing, and the list goes on.  She doesn't want to clean her room and put up her laundry.  I said I would play with her, but she had too put up her folded laundry from the hamper.  All she had to do was put them in drawers.  Suddenly she was sleepy and her leg hurts and she kept on about it.   So she didn't get played with today.   

3:30AM

My flight in the morning is at 6:15, which is early enough.  My husband and daughter's flight is at 5:15.  What in the world?  That's new and earlier than ever.  Yikes.   

I have to go pack.  And sleep.   Whew, it's already 10:30.