Today is Sunday. Churches have just opened again for normal operations, so I was gung-ho to attend and going through my last-minute check.
Stockings without a rip? Check.
Mask secure? Check.
Ringer turned off? Check… wait a minute. What is this notification from work?
I scanned it: “Please check your emails…. face to face pause… increase in Covid cases….”
GAH!! The Young Human Factory is closing again!!
We’ve been through a lot, particularly those who have been quarantined more than once already. Yes, more than once. The quarantines are based on contact tracing, which is like a game of Six Degrees of Separation, but less fun and no Kevin Bacon whatsoever.)
After all the restrictions, all the care the kids have been taking, the assigned seating at three separate lunches and two separate cafeterias, not to mention their teachers getting vaccinated* – my students will be freaking out and furious tomorrow.
Heck, I’m freaking out and furious TODAY. I just hope by waiting until after lunch, I won’t have as much competition for the printers and copiers. (Then again, making packets for nine days of absence is a lot of printing and copying!)
*The first shot was on a “snow day,” when inclement weather cancelled classes. It was kind of cool to see all the administrators, teachers, and support staff who braved the trek.