I still say it was the Best Birthday Week Ever. But ... well, fuck, I caught COVID.
I assume it was Stampede, the timing is the only thing that makes sense. But I'm the only one who caught it, everyone else managed to get by. So where I caught it is a mystery. But the rapid test triggered immediately, which corresponds with how craptacular I feel. So ... shit.
Headaches, mostly. And backaches. I'm isolating in the bedroom. Focus is crap. I think I've watched 40 hours of documentaries and I don't remember a damned thing (other than a bunch were about Australian trains, and holy crap do I want to go to Australia).
This needs to be cleared up quick, though, as we're off to the Okanagan on Monday. Or I'm staying home.