Jeff texted me this morning and said call me when you get up. I knew that had to mean that something bad had happened! He let me know that someone working OT came down with COVID like symptoms when he got home from work so the whole shift had to be quarantined until his test results come back. Soooo, we quickly put a plan into place to make sure that we were overly cautious just in case there was a positive result.
Jeff stayed in the garage until I was able to take some things to the basement for him. The plan was for him to stay outside or in the basement so there would be no chance of spreading anything. I took his toiletries, sheets, clothes, a thermometer, etc. downstairs and left them for him. Meanwhile, Finley screamed at the door for Dada. Talk about heartbreaking! Jeff was able to make up the queen mattress that we had on the floor which we were both thankful didn't get taken to the dump. Unfortunately we had just moved everything that needed to be sold or donated to the middle of the floor so we could take pictures and organize and put away. He got to spend his time in the middle of a big mess! haha















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