I blog so my family does not end up on the news, victims of a mommy-psychotic break (not really, I have no mental health issues that I am aware of). Apollogies and disclaimers: I'm not stealing anyone else's stories, this is in fact my life. I am a terrible speller and don't always have patience for proofreading. Also, I'm an equal opportunity offender and not exactly politically correct. Nothing personal. Everyone has a few things they are ignorant about.
Wednesday, November 21, 2012
we've all had a nasty cold...
My children brought me a cold home from school. (What a wonderful gift). Everyone caught it. And I'm not going to pretend that I kept the world spinning while everyone was laid up in bed. I took a lot if ibuprofen and drank tea. I was grumpy. My poor man went out and worked every day like normal. The youngest slept more than usual. No one had a fever so we all continued going to school. We had more take-out than we should, I got behind on laundry, and the house looks like a bomb. Now that I'm feeling mostly better, I'm taking what energy I have to clean the house, room by room. I hope I can get all the living spaces cleaned before the first parts are trashed again.
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