We were going to go out this morning - a beautiful, cold, crisp day. But we had various chores, so went after lunch instead. Beautiful weather turned to horizontal hail in 5 minutes... but we persisted. Stopped just as we'd given up and walked back from the park. This is why we must never, ever leave the house. We are doomed.
I've really got my fingers crossed for Tuesday, that early years at least can return in a fortnight. I'm hoping some of the mood music is moving that way... At least that would give me hope that older ones aren't stuck in limbo forever. It's really odd... I go from thinking we have no chance of ever going back to normal without restrictions (me yesterday) to thinking, oh, at least the worst is over, we have to bounce back from this soon (me today). I think I must be two different people stuffed inside my body.
In good news, DM got her jab yesterday... The gp called her up on Thursday and asked if she could go in and I think she said something uncharacteristically sweary. It has made her feel exhausted and nauseous today, but I think that shows her immune system is doing its stuff... Fingers crossed for DDad soon, though he's a few years younger, so it may be a little bit later for him.