I finally got my COVID-19 test results today. And they were: NEGATIVE.

The labs are so saturated that my results took exactly 14 days to process. So since they were negative, the symptoms I was feeling were due to allergies/sinus and a stomach bug. But I felt exhausted and slept a ton. I guess that’s probably due to the good ol’ depression.

I submitted my paperwork to return to work tomorrow. I haven’t gotten a reply but maybe it’s because they’re busy.

I honestly don’t feel like working. I just want to lay in bed and sleep.

Jorge and I got in yet another lovely fight this morning. So now I’m left debating if I should just pack my shit (and the girls’ shit) and go. Like, permanently.

There’s also stress about this house and whether we’re going to have to move out anyway. In June, just like 5 years ago in June, the landlord’s daughter said her niece wanted to buy the house and was going to have a walk-through. Gee, thanks lady. With COVID-19 on the rise, though, they decided to postpone till the end of July. I was in a panic trying to tidy up and clean but then I decided it should look as shoddy as possible around here so she wouldn’t want to buy it 😆 .

Of course my credit is shot to shit so I can’t even dream of trying to buy the house (obviously we didn’t qualify 5 years ago either), plus if Jorge and I split he’s made it clear he won’t help me with bills. So, yeah. That’s my life.

Mario tested positive for COVID and the kids are over there, so now I’m wondering if they’ll have to quarantine for 14 days the way they did here with me.

Anyway. Just wanted to distract myself from what’s currently buzzing around in my brain. Going to kill some brain cells and continue watching 90 Day Fiance. And then finally visit my momma.