Today I had to go get a covid test in preparation for my ECT on Monday. Now I have to quarantine until then so there's less risk of becoming a vector and infecting the staff in the ECT department.


Talking with my son this evening about frying up some squash for supper he suggested a soup instead. That's easier so we had soup and a coarse, multi-grain bread. It was a pleasant meal with all of us around the table and no discussion of classes. I'm sure that was a relief for our sons. Both of them are struggling with the online studies and have dropped classes. One was due to the professor's outspoken prejudices against various communities in society though, an attitude my son was unwilling to endure. I'm proud.