Hey, I’m back, and I feel it’s time for me to catch you guys up on what I’ve been doing.
I know it’s been a while since I’ve written anything like this, but until recently, I haven’t really had the drive to write anything about my life.
I know, it’s sad.
And maybe you don’t care about my ups and downs. And that’s okay. I’m still going to write about it, mainly because sharing my life with you is like my version of journaling.
So, with that out of the way, let’s get to it.
I Got Covid!
The first thing that comes to mind is my stepdad giving me covid (eyeroll).
He’d gone to a music thing at the end of August 2022 and hadn’t been careful enough. Apparently, he’d camped next to someone who ended up testing positive.
And since we live in a single-wide mobile home, I couldn’t really get away from him.
I’m not someone who gets sick often, and I’d gotten the available shots and booster, so, yeah, I was mad at him.
It wasn’t fun, having gotten a fever for the first time in forever, along with a string of other symptoms.
And unlike him, I couldn’t just sit in my chair and do nothing. My mom, who managed not to get sick, wouldn’t have let me.
But I also couldn’t do much of anything for long stretches, as I was drained of energy and trying to let my body fight off the virus. So, I was stuck between a rock and a hard place.
I also have a weird after-effect of getting it, which I’m not sure I wanna share since it’s kind of embarrassing. But it didn’t impact my writing ability, so that’s good.
My Trip to Texas
Now, this one had a bit of drama surrounding it.
Granted, much of it was my fault. But much of it wasn’t.
So, this started in December when my guy (gonna call him M for the sake of privacy) invited me to spend two weeks with him in San Antonio, Texas, being together for Christmas and New Year’s.
Of course, I said yes.
I hadn’t seen him in forever and missed him greatly. Plus, I needed to break free of my routine and parents…