Monday: sleeping

I went to bed very early last night, and basically spent the day in bed. I got up to get crackers, ginger ale, stuff like that, but otherwise, I let my feeling marginally better husband deal with everything else.

T. tested positive at camp today, so R. drove out to pick him up. Probably he should not have, because he said he was feeling spacey, but he didn’t mention that until after they were back. I would have done worse. T. drove most of the way home, fortunately. R. did the laundry. T. did not drag his clothes through sand this time, so there’s that.

I did not read. I did not listen to podcasts. I had chills, which given how hot it is, worked out fine.

This is not _quite_ as bad as my reaction to the third shot. At least, not so far. I’m still able to eat.

I canceled A.’s swimming lesson because come on.

Siena Farms arrived, and I got it all into the fridge, but did not do any of my normal pre-cooking.