Our morning test results are in, and no virus was detected!

I'm assuming the wife and boy's tests came back similar, as I only get alerts to the girl's results and my own. Somehow set up in their system weird. The wife can see them all, but I can only see our half.

But they came back negative! So at least we know there's less likely earlier exposure, if the tests are able to detect that contagious level after the first few days. Sure, it might still be incubating to the right levels, but not contagious yet is the silver lining I'm rolling in.

We're skipping a Christmas lights tour tonight, because of the quarantine from the school. Being more safe than later sorry, and all that. It's bedtime anyway, and the little little just made his way up the stairs, about a half-hour later than normal.

We started the day slow and lazy. I woke with astounding alertness and grumbled my way out of bed around 7AM. I made some coffee and settled in to poke at some of my hobby software. I was surprised at this because I was working until about midnight helping (really watching) as my team rebuilt and redeployed all of our Java apps with newer versions of log4j, where necessary. More about that separately.

Around 9AM the rest of the house was up and milling about. The boy had had a couple bows of cereal, because he couldn't wait until the others were up for different breakfast. We went for our just-before-10AM COVID test appointments and returned home. I quick shoveled the sidewalks as we'd had a shin-deep dumping of snow from yesterday noon-ish until later in the night. After that, pancakes!

It was around 11AM that the kids remembered we didn't go to weekly swim lessons. Another discussion of quarantine was had. Everyone settled in for lazy Saturday at home things. We thought to maybe head to the park, but it didn't happen. The women ran a couple errands, which was to include a drive-by the park to assess its sled state, but they never reported to the rest of us. Midday, while the girl sequestered herself in her room, the boy and I lay down for a little rest, 'cause he said he wanted a nap. He never did nap, but I think I dozed for a bit more than an hour while he watched his tablet next to me.

After "resting," the boys joined the girl downstairs, where she was alone watching her iPad. The women had left, but she didn't recall when or to where. The missus returned about 90 minutes later, after dropping the intern off at a previously planned event, and a little shopping trip. She made dinner, which was tasty but neither kid liked, so she grumped away after, while I reheated some pizza left from lunch for the kids for dinner.

This all shifted the evening a little, so a short bit ago, the boy child made his way upstairs, where mom awaits, to go to bed.

I got the alert for the test results, peeked, and shared them with the girl. She's still not happy, but a little happy. We've both been feeling a little icky today. I'm sure mine is because of all of the additional exertion I did with snow management earlier. And she's still a bit glum about quarantine, and worried about getting sick. I've been checking both of our temperatures, watching for the seemingly always present fever symptom, and trying to be mindful of my new aches. Which I'm sure are just because I lifted a ton of snow over a span of time of nearly an hour.

Everyone reports as healthy.