Sequestered in Seattle, Day 366

I guess this answers the question of what happens after a year has passed. I just carry on. Friday morning, Nicole got a call from her grandpa, Earl. Apparently her aunt and uncle, Earlene and Rodney, had been hospitalized with COVID-19, and have now been released. It's at least half good news.

After lunch, Lydia had a pick up to make at the school. I was going to go along. Eric wanted to come on his bike. But when I went to the garage I found that his front tire had ruptured. The inner tube hasn't popped yet, but the tire is shot. Rachel went ahead with Lydia, and I set about to get the bike we inherited from Flavia ready for Eric to ride. No quick release on the seat. This effort succeeded, and Eric seemed to be doing OK even though it's a bigger bike, but he still wasn't happy about it. Hopefully he'll come around. I think it's both more stable and faster.

Nicole and I went to get Giddy Up for dinner. Then we had game night with Paola and Abhinav. We played Stone Age. I'm still undefeated at that game. I was hoping Nicole or Rachel would play a round of a different game with me after, but we ended up talking with them until late about first schools and then camping. I think we decided to schedule some trips for just our family this summer and then wait and see about vaccinations before making final decisions about going. (It seems mostly safe, but we've worried about the bathrooms. Even that seems less a concern, given what we now know, though.)

There are many plums between our house and the bottom of the hill, along the route to Ballard, mostly pink, some white, and a few closer to purple, but all are actively blooming now, though maybe not at peak yet.

News today is that the governor will announce next week that all schools have to reopen by mid-April. Details are not clear yet, and there's no indication of how the district will respond, but given that the state prioritized teachers for vaccination over some other essential workers, it isn't surprising that they want this to start moving. I'm very unclear on why it makes sense to force the issue for the final two months of the school year, though.

The most likely scenario is some kind of hybrid schedule, which is a nightmare scenario for me because it could mean three different schedules that we have to actively keep track of. I'm expecting that we'll be able to opt to stay at home 100%, but nothing is certain.