It really seems to get you at the worst possible time. My other half has just turned up positive today (almost definitely from a karaoke room she went with some work friends), and was meant to be flying to Spain tomorrow and attending a festival there this weekend.
Meanwhile, it's my birthday on Saturday, and I was planning to spend the weekend with a couple of mates in Manchester and had bought tickets for the United Legends game...
Back at the beginning of the year, my grandma in the US was quite poorly, and my dad was planning to visit, but got it literally 2 days before flying, so had to cancel, and she passed away the week after, which hit him really hard.
I'm negative today, but feel it's inevitable that I'll end up positive in the next few days.