Boredom, Day 5?

So, last week sometime. Thursday maybe? I’m not even sure anymore. But my dear old husband was diagnosed with Covid. We had managed to keep it away for nearly two years. Until last week.

I’m vaccinated. I have no symptoms. I have had a negative test. I’m not sick. 100% not sick. Also not required to quarantine.

The kids are not. They are ALL home from school until January.

Husband is obviously home, although he is banished to the bedroom while I am taking over the living room.

I am going crazy! Like, I can leave the house, but I still am going crazy!

The kids have lost their minds! One was running a fever yesterday. So another decides she is going to help out and take her temperature. WITH A MEAT THERMOMETER! Really? Who does that?

I really feel sorry for my 17 year old, who is upstairs with these evil minions while I am at work all day. I know the crazy things they do when I’m there! I don’t even want to begin to think about what goes on when I’m not.

And these are not young kids. “They didn’t know any better” is not a valid excuse in this situation. The youngest is nine.

I get that they are bored. I get that even losing out on the little exercise of walking to and from school (and that is the ONLY exercise some of them get) is hard on them. However, they are starting to get sick now. I don’t want that illness seeping into the living room. I CAN’T get sick. Literally, the house would fall apart.

I know I’m rambling here. I’m sure it probably doesn’t even make sense. But this is what COVID is doing to me! I’m losing my mind!