That virus I was trying to outrun finally caught me. I’m a sore-throated, runny-nose, tired, achy mess. To the delight of my family, I’m also losing my voice.
My husband is taking the kids out this morning to have fun and lunch before he leaves, so I can take it easy this morning . . . and maybe get my next chapter done so the guilties don’t nag at me.
Oh, yes, I love this man of mine.
The afternoon is going to be interesting. Thank God it’s cold and rainy—once my husband leaves, the kids and I are going to have a Jammies Day (because if we all do it, I’m not a slob) with hot chocolate and movies and playdough and other relatively quiet inside fun.
And maybe naps . . .