Daddy Gets Covid Again, Sequesters Self In Room

New evening ritual involves passing notes under door

As most of you know, this esteemed publication was founded in the wake of our first bout with Covid as a family, to stave off boredom and try to find meaning in it all. This time around, we have boxes of rapid tests and know how to isolate effectively, so the boredom is sequestered, as I am in this room, to me. So far, I’ve received at least four notes and one performance of Beethoven’s 9th symphony to keep me occupied. The paper helps, too.

My case is mild, and I have what I need to get better, thankfully, but the spike in cases is real, folks. Wear your masks and kiss your children—not in that order.

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