Disneyland Was Magical… Now We Have the Plague

Last week, we were out having the time of our lives—great vibes, great company, no regrets. Now? My house has officially become a quarantine zone.

Both me, my wife, and my toddler tested positive, so instead of enjoying life, I’m now running a fever while running a daycare. He’s bouncing off the walls like nothing happened, while I’m contemplating my existence between doses of Tylenol.

Shoutout to anyone else currently paying the post-fun tax. May our taste buds return swiftly.