Just after midnight, I tested negative for COVID a second time. Hubby's was also negative. It's not that we want to have COVID, but the negative test result always makes us wonder - did we conduct the test correctly? Did we shove the thing far enough up our noses? At least with a positive result, we would know one way or the other.
New developments within our country's political climate have me inspired to adopt a dress code for work: each shift I'll be wearing something blue, and a string of pearls, to show support for Madame Vice President K@mala H@rris. Today I'm wearing the long navy dress I thrifted at the thrift store in Keizer, Oregon, and the pearls I wore when I was Mel's matron of honor. And a mask, of course.
June's last day was Thursday, August 1, during my vacation. When I arrived at work this morning, I found a gift from them: a package of Plus Plus blocks. So far they've been fun for fidgeting but I haven't had time to create anything cool yet. I texted June to thank them, and they said they're enjoying their first day at the new job. Everyone here is happy for June, but sorry to lose them.
I'm very much looking forward to our next overnight trip, and making plans to organize all of my new scrap collections and get my Singer and quilting equipment ready to come with me. I've never taken a machine on a trip, so this should be interesting. I keep collecting fabric (thanks, Universe!) and squirreling it away in different parts of the house, so it's time to stop buying it and start sorting it. FUN.
LATER: Hubby and B have tested positive for COVID. That's it for me, then.