Ok, on Saturday, after I put up my new Ikea furniture, my friend, whom I visited last tuesday, called and told me they got tested positive for Covid-19.

I didn't leave the house.
Officially I am not quarantined yet, but on my birthday (yesterday), I got a call from the health department about it.

It was the one from one city over and therefore not responsible for me (but for my friend), so they couldn't put me in quarantine and instead gave my data to the department in my city who is responsible.

Now I am sitting here, waiting for a call from them to know how things are going to proceed.

The wait is killing me, I couldn't visit mom (who instead came and got me my gifts and food, thank you mom) and felt like shit.
Even now, the next day, my mood is at the bottom.
If only I didn't visit and if only I got the vaccine earlier....

This sucks.

/Edit
They finally called and I have to stay at home, quarantined, until next tuesday.
So the earliest I can leave is August 4th.
Hurray....