The Doge Days are Over

I slept most of my way through Thursday with a pretty steady 103ºF fever, body aches, and fortunately a lesser chill than I had during true COVID and my first Moderna shot. It still hurt to move, or to sit wrong, or to adjust, or to lye in one place for too long. I still couldn’t get up and do anything, or watch TV, or really bother staying awake. By Thursday night I was hungry enough to eat some real food, so Dad brought me some leftover chicken and scalloped potatoes.

I woke up Friday having finally broken my fever and chills, but after trying to continue with my morning routine it was clear that I wouldn’t be much use at work, so I took another sick day. Summer came over after taking Autumn to school and laid with me for a while. It was Melinda’s last day, and I didn’t want to miss sending her off, so I made it out of the house to meet everyone at Morelos for lunch. Ben pulled a quick one on us and paid for everyone. Then I headed up to Summer’s for a while since she was still feeling pretty rough.

It wasn’t long before I had to get Autumn from school. She got her phone back from Summer’s office after a paltry week without it. When we got home, their father was there to pick up Eaddie for the weekend. Autumn had previously volunteered for an event this weekend, but backed out so she could go as well.

Summer and I eventually made it back to my house for the evening, and she watched TV while I shuffled around in the laundry room. I was still working out some aches, but felt good enough to push myself a little more, so I got the dryer vent duct cut and temporarily placed. All we have left to do are a few finishing touches to seal everything into place, and then I’m ready to do laundry again!

Dogecoin has been on a tear, jumping from when I purchased it at around 4.6 cents to just over 49 cents. It felt really surreal to watch it keep climbing over the two days I was stuck in bed sick. Unfortunately I was too optimistic to cash out at its peak, but I still came out plenty ahead. It’s hard not to make snap emotional actions when you can make or lose hundreds of dollars in just a few seconds, but at this point I have enough of a buffer that I can afford to ride it out a little longer.

Wouldn’t mind another run at a dollar, though.

Oh, Bully

I stopped by the high school first thing this morning because they were testing offsite kids in the arena and saferoom. Aside from not updating their backup devices to a version that would run their testing software, everything went pretty smoothly and I made my way to the shop.

Zach and I started looking at Dogecoin and noticed it had taken off for the day. He bought in with his initial $5 he used to fund his RobinHood account, and I joked that he would end up losing when it crashed again. To my surprise, it just kept going up all day. His limit sell triggered at 9 cents, so I panicked and sold all of mine for just under $1,300 from my initial $500 investment.

Gary, Zach, and I met Brody at Stoby’s for lunch where I had a big burger and a huge plate of fries that nearly made me comatose for the rest of the afternoon. That and a parade of people in and out of my office made it a little tough to stay focused on the Mac I was trying to learn to manage.

After work, I picked Eaddie up as she was walking to the middle school from her flute lesson. Then we stopped by Dairy Queen for some milkshakes before going to my house to change and then to the shop to pick up Autumn. I dropped them both off at karate, and continued to my parents’ house for dinner.

Around the time I got home, Dogecoin had spiked again to over 13 cents, which I could have cashed out at around $2,000. I should have held, but I was afraid of a larger drop after it had gone up all day. I called Summer for a bit, and then Zach beeped in to get a better understanding of investing in ten words or less. Then while we were on the phone, every light in the house turned red and freaked me out a bit. I figured it was a misheard command, but I wasn’t able to get a recording of it, so there’s no way to tell.

I cleaned up a bit more and finally headed to bed. Tomorrow is my second Moderna COVID shot, so I kind of assume it will kill me anyway.

Drop everything!