I’ve Got the Music in Me

Remember that song by Kiki Dee? It keeps playing in my head now, but with different lyrics. ”I’ve got the Covid in me, I’ve got the Covid in me, I’ve got the Covid in me.” We have succumbed.

Since my daughter and I both tested positive yesterday, it was a given we could hang out together. Her husband had to stay home as a precaution, so we used the free babysitting day to head over to their townhome to finish cleaning and painting it. We accomplished our tasks in five hours and then left.

Returning my daughter to her abode, I nearly ran a stop sign as I exclaimed, ”Oh look! That little girl is selling lemonade. Should I flip around and help her out?” She looked so forlorn in the heat with no customers as I slammed on those brakes. My daughter chimes in, ”We can’t. We have Covid.” “Oh, yeah.”

We laughed our heads off the rest of the way and I’m still chuckling. Thankfully, we are not suffering, and I hope it stays that way. We’re also not going anywhere fun, yet a small price to pay.