Here We Are Again

On Friday I got a text from my uni bestie saying she wasn't well but that her son (who I call my nephew) would be sad if I didn't come for my weekly visit and would I mind coming anyway if she isolated upstairs. She said she'd taken a covid test and it was negative (I think you see where this is going).

When I arrived she wasn't isolating upstairs and she sat with us while we played video games and did our usual hanging out activities.

This morning she texted to say she was now testing positive after a negative test yesterday

Fuck.

I've taken a test and it's negative but we'll see what happens I guess.

I suppose it's inevitable. I've managed to go 3 years without catching it but it was only a matter of time.

But, you never know. Her son had it last year and it was pretty much the same situation. I spent Friday evening hanging out with him and on Sunday he tested positive. So maybe I'll get lucky and manage to avoid it again.

And, of course, I have a friend visiting from Scotland on Monday that I haven't seen since before the pandemic. Stellar timing.