Confusion

I hung up the phone rather bewildered.

Was I in an episode of the Twilight Zone? Or was I going insane? Or was that deja vu I used to get kicking in again?

Noel’s mother had called me earlier in the morning. I’d just finished an hour-long call to my Grandma in the US to wish her a happy birthday, when, my ear still sore from holding the phone up to it that long, the phone rang again. It was Noel’s mother, none to happy that she had to keep calling because she kept getting a busy signal.

(That’s what the redial button is for!!!)

Anyway… she called to tell me the quarantine on the home was off. Norovirus free. They could eat lunch in the dining hall today! She could have a shower in the morning! What would she do with her rediscovered freedom, I asked? Sit outside in the fresh air and sun.

So that was all good. We finished the call to let her do just that (as she’d been locked in her room for nearly a week, and, when your room is a little bigger than a shoebox, it would drive you nuts as well, I am sure.)

6 PM — 8 hours later — the phone rings again. It’s Molly.

She just called to tell me the quarantine on the home was off. Norovirus free. They could eat lunch in the dining hall today! She could have a shower in the morning! What did she do with her rediscovered freedom, I asked (mainly because I thought, just humour her… I’d already told Noel a few times that night that he was repeating himself, so, hey, why be a broken record?)? She sat outside in the fresh air and sun.

So, since I was cooking dinner, she was going to let me go do just that.

In a way, I was flattered that she would call me more than once to tell me the same thing — she must’ve felt it was very newsworthy — but on the other hand, it scared me a bit to think, will she be calling us twice, three times every time she calls us now to ask or tell us the same thing?

Watch this space!

I said, watch this space!

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