katre @katre@masto.henchmonkey.org

Last night, the light bulb in the laundry went out, so I took it out to replace it. I then dropped it and it shattered.

It's very hard to clean up broken glass without any light.

My face is no longer numb from today's dental work, so now it just feels like someone punched me in the jaw yesterday.

Weekend update: my wife is feeling better, but on Christmas Day my younger son developed a cough and fever. He went into isolation with my wife and tested positive yesterday.

So far: COVID - 2, Healthy - 2, so it's a tie, but a scary one.

Oldest son and I are masking at home and trying to distance a bit (he's a teen so this is no trouble for him).

Stay safe and get your boosters, people.

And today my youngest son woke up with a fever and a sore throat. He's gone into covid isolation with my wife, my other son and I are wearing masks all day.

Hopefully this will be over soon?

My wife tested positive for covid the other day, so she is now isolating in our basement. Which means I am taking care of myself and both kids, and sending her meals and generally worrying.

Today's adventure: sour cherry pie!

Murder. Swan.

Today I passed the test of the gom jabbar: I didn't bite the dental hygienist's fingers, not even once.

I need coffee before I go deal with my basement.

Mmm, flash flood emergency, which means my basement is now flooding. I just went and moved what I could to high ground, tomorrow will be a lot of cleaning. Again.

I was reminded this morning that self-assessments are due at work today.

So I am now assessing myself.

Which reminds me how little I feel I've accomplished in the last six months.

Which leads me to avoidantly _not_ doing my self-assessment.

Except it's due tonight so I feel worse about not working on it.

So now I am in a negative brain spiral and tooting at y'all to try and get myself back on track.

Good news, I figured how to put most of the work of this release back on the users who are requesting changes, rather than doing everything myself.

My week just got a bit less stressful.

Ugh, everything is happening at once. Work has gone crazy in two different dimensions, kidlet is in summer camp that takes 45 minutes to get to on transit (so that's 1.5 hours morning and again in afternoon each day), and partner is having a virtual conference during her last week at this job so is also completely swamped.

Maybe I can nap next week.

Further calamity! I boiled the tea, _then_ discovered that the ice trays in the freezer haven't actually frozen, so there's no ice to cool off my tea.

Truly I am living in the worst timeline.

Problem: I want iced tea and don't have any.
Solution: I can make iced tea.
Problem: it's too hot and I don't want to turn on the stove.
Solution: turn on the stove to boil water, run away very fast.

Oh yeah, I should tell y'all _what_ book kept me up til 3 am.

I was reading _The Fall of Doc Future_ (https://docfuture.tumblr.com/post/82363551272/fall-of-doc-future-contents), which is pretty great near-future posthuman superhero end-of-the-world stuff.

There's a lot more talking than punching, and the (not graphic, but frequent) sex scenes tell me a *lot* about the author's kinks, but it was great and I am going to try real hard to avoid staying up til 3am again with the sequel (also online).