This is going to be very short, because I am typing it on my phone.
Tested positive for Covid some time around Monday or Sunday night. The sore throat happened the previous week, but so minor I didn’t think it could have been Covid. So: couldn’t go to the first Tracker class, called them up and asked what do to. They said, since it would be more than ten days, if the symptoms were gone and I tested Negative on Friday, I could come to the second class, starting Sunday. Rested, took the first class via the live stream option (awesome class, had some profound aha’s) tested negative Friday, rebooked my tickets for the next day, and now I’m at my parent’s, about to drive out to class.
A bit of a whirlwind. Couples massage booked for Wednesday after I return.
If I have time, I’ll re-string the tent poles for my tent before I leave. Looking forward to being back in the pine barrens again.
Suzannah is feeling burnt out and overwhelmed, and I think resentful that I haven’t been carrying my weight with the various chores the last while. I feel a bit helpless since I was sick trying to rest and get better, and then doing the class, which was pretty much an all day thing. Nothing that can be done about the past, but the plan is to step up when I get back home and try to make sure things feel more equitable. What I’d like to do is take enough off her plate that she gets a chance to rest and play. We’ll see how it goes, that’s the plan.
Isaac out
Love!
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