Studio Diary Part 5
Lizzy sings; I sing
Tuesday, September 5
On Friday night, my older kid Hank developed a cold. By Saturday evening, we had two bright lines on a little piece of plastic telling us he had COVID. He’s feeling okay, though, and once he’s assured that he will weather it fine (this is his first bout), he really leans into the whole quarantine-in-your-room thing. I become a masked butler for an infirm shut-in and the weekend proceeds. By Monday morning, Milo, the younger kid, has it too. Fuuuuuuck. Carson and I prepare ourselves for a week plus of disruption — clearly we can’t send them to school. We have a party planned for the weekend — is that off too? A few emails to our kids’ schools tells us our thinking is totally outdated: the kids can come back to school if they’re twenty-four hours fever-free. WTF, no wonder my kid came home with COVID after the first week at school — no one cares anymore! We’re in the wilderness now, people. In the wilds.
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