She decided to fly to Utah to see her family.

fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck

I'll just be over here screaming, don't mind me.

Timelies all!

Hey, new thread!

Yay for Matilda's reading score!

Even if we had family or friends pressuring us (we don't), we have enough threat surface already; I have to go into an office, and we've chosen to keep patronizing two local restaurants (family-owned, they are desperately trying to make it work, we go at odd times when no one is there etc). I feel like that's enough exposure that I don't want to risk us transmitting it by more, closer, interaction.

Also we've done lots of holidays alone overseas, it's fine.

That does sound like math hell. Poor Matilda.

One of the people I support got tested yesterday as a precaution. I told her doctor that in an ordinary year, this level of "just not quite herself" I would happily wait and watch until it either just faded away and she was better developed something more serious. Doc agreed, now is not the time to fool around. And now I am waiting for results.

It’s not the specific holiday I’m going to miss if (when) my Christmas plans get cancelled. It’s the family that I haven’t seen for a year. And I am so pissed off at people politicizing pandemic response in such a stupid, pointless way. A virus doesn’t care who you voted for or your opinion on government overreach. Stay home when you can and wear a mask when you can’t. Isolation’s a legit problem, but death is worse. And I’m typing at the choir, but if I go to Mebane, NC, and stand on corners screaming at people I’ll get arrested.

Scream at us. Those of us who are noise-sensitive will nod and offer sympathy--and internet hairpats, if wanted.

Well--first 60?

Yay! I was flummoxed by 10-ish new posts in Natter and sat blinking at the board a minute ot two before realizing there must be a new Natter beyond Message Center. I need to go back now and catch up.

Word, Beverly.

Well, I won't get to attend my niece's wedding (they will have 8 people there), but I got to go watch her try on gowns today, and that was charming and she found something lovely that makes her look wonderful. And then we got take-out at a popup in the city run by a friend of hers, with great pasta and cocktails.

And Don Jr. has Covid.

So it's not the worst possible Friday.

The Board. A Big Ass Whiteboard was installed in my office with all of my weekly tasks, and if anyone came and asked me to do something that wouldn't allow me to complete other tasks, it was boss' decision to say which of the tasks will be dropped/delayed to next week.

I need a Board. It would clearly show priorities and how they interact and effect each other.

It’s so weird to realize so many people don’t care about others. I guess I shouldn’t be surprised but how are people so damn sure they will be immune and they don’t give a damn about others?

Dun ta duh! She finished her math test! She has exactly six minutes to eat pasta before PE class starts.

She had to re-do the final problem seven times before she remembered "Run Over Rise" on her coordinates calculations and sorted it.

I told my mother I didn't think it was a good idea for her to eat here on Thanksgiving. She only lives a few miles away, so if it's not raining, we'll mask up and hang distanced in my yard, either before or after the meal. My oldest son is coming for dinner. He'll have been quarantining for 2 weeks by Thanksgiving day, but will get tested just in case, over the weekend.

It came down to shopping. I couldn't get everything we needed delivered, so my husband had to go grocery shopping today. If he got tested, in time to get the results before Thanksgiving, the test would have to be performed too close to the possible exposure to be reliable.

I made the call, but I feel terrible. My mom lives alone. My dad is gone. Her siblings are gone. My kids, DH, and I are it. But we can't be the ones who expose her. I couldn't live with that. Mom was in agreement. It's not like there was a fight, or even hurt feelings. It just sucks.

She was then going to go shopping and pick up a turkey breast to cook for her dinner. After I finished banging my head against the wall, I talked her into letting us pick it up. I figure I'll make her a pumpkin pie, too.

I am furious at everyone who couldn't get it together (or break through the cult programming) to just chill at home.