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Happy New Year!
Jan. 1st, 2020 12:35 pmAlas, our New Year has been pretty unpleasant so far. R. asked last night if I wanted to share one of the bottles of champagne we had in the basement (la cave). I looked at him, and went, nope. First, T. is sick. Second, I do not want to get sick.
This morning, probably before 6 a.m., A. came into my room saying she felt ill. I immediately sent her to the bathroom that T. was already infecting, and meanwhile removed most items from the infectable (blast zone) radius (I keep my toothbrush and so forth in a portable bin for a variety of reasons, but in this case, yay, tucked all that away safely): a chair with a fabric cushion, a rug, the extra TP storage. Then I got out the inflatable bed, a sleeping bag and grabbed her pillows and set her up to sleep in my bathroom with her head conveniently close to where it would need to be.
I have done this before.
Things I should have done: gotten the box of disposable gloves inconveniently located in the downstairs bathroom and collected some plastic bags. Oh well!
I am hoping that by this time tomorrow, she will be about where T. is now, but that is probably optimistic. I am wondering if I need to cancel my dentist appointment on Friday. I mean, at this point, as careful as I have been, it seems inevitable that R. and I will succumb.
In unrelated activities, I have been uploading trip photos from my cell phone to Flickr, and then printing some to put up on the walls. I got a great photo of my niece C., to replace the one I took on the boat last year. My sister seems unwilling to take her kids to a professional photographer, even when I find one for her and offer to pay. So we must make do! Yesterday I ordered the same niece a Switch set up that duplicates what A. has, since they had so much fun together on vacation.
Today, we are starting to put away some decorations: the stockings, the Claus and Olaf brickheads, the small artificial tree. I am also sorting through some of the things and throwing away what will not get used again (the box from the Olaf advent thing that A. did two years ago and T. did last year -- kept the toys from inside it to deploy in future boxes and decorating schemes). But the cards on the mantel we will leave up for a month or two; I love looking at those. And I will wait until the kids are better before we un-decorate the tree.
This morning, probably before 6 a.m., A. came into my room saying she felt ill. I immediately sent her to the bathroom that T. was already infecting, and meanwhile removed most items from the infectable (blast zone) radius (I keep my toothbrush and so forth in a portable bin for a variety of reasons, but in this case, yay, tucked all that away safely): a chair with a fabric cushion, a rug, the extra TP storage. Then I got out the inflatable bed, a sleeping bag and grabbed her pillows and set her up to sleep in my bathroom with her head conveniently close to where it would need to be.
I have done this before.
Things I should have done: gotten the box of disposable gloves inconveniently located in the downstairs bathroom and collected some plastic bags. Oh well!
I am hoping that by this time tomorrow, she will be about where T. is now, but that is probably optimistic. I am wondering if I need to cancel my dentist appointment on Friday. I mean, at this point, as careful as I have been, it seems inevitable that R. and I will succumb.
In unrelated activities, I have been uploading trip photos from my cell phone to Flickr, and then printing some to put up on the walls. I got a great photo of my niece C., to replace the one I took on the boat last year. My sister seems unwilling to take her kids to a professional photographer, even when I find one for her and offer to pay. So we must make do! Yesterday I ordered the same niece a Switch set up that duplicates what A. has, since they had so much fun together on vacation.
Today, we are starting to put away some decorations: the stockings, the Claus and Olaf brickheads, the small artificial tree. I am also sorting through some of the things and throwing away what will not get used again (the box from the Olaf advent thing that A. did two years ago and T. did last year -- kept the toys from inside it to deploy in future boxes and decorating schemes). But the cards on the mantel we will leave up for a month or two; I love looking at those. And I will wait until the kids are better before we un-decorate the tree.