On Sunday the 16th I worked all day getting the tree down and things packed away. I got these boxes ready to go upstairs. I wanted to have the tree down and done on my birthday on Monday.
I got the tree sections carefully tied up and bagged to go to the attic. They are in my bedroom, exactly where I put them 2 weeks ago.
I set up on the couch to do the lights.
Then I started on the lights on the floor. I check each string, make sure all lights work, carefully pack them in crinkled handfuls and then into ziplocks labeled with their age and size and position on the tree.
I managed to get all the mini lights done. This is the box for the bubble lights. I planned to do those first thing Monday morning.
But my son tested positive on a home test Sunday afternoon. Monday morning I woke with a mild headache. I never have headaches. I got worse as time went on.
So I ate an immune boosting breakfast and hoped for the best.
We’d had a light snow in the night and everything was white again.
I spent some time watering as many house plants as I could, getting all but the upstairs ones done. That was the last thing I did.
But Tuesday morning I was pretty sick, with a horrendous headache. It was making me nauseous and I wasn’t able to eat or drink much. It’s been all downhill from there.