I have a cold. I have a nose
drippin', eyes
waterin', up-all-night
coughin' kinda cold. I have not cleaned much in the past week. I pick up balled up tissues about 500 times a day (I am not the only one in the family with this cold) and spray stuff with
lysol, but that is about it. My daughter coughed herself awake dozens of times a night this past week and when she wasn't awake, my son was. It was one of those weeks.
Interesting story. My daughter was feeling okay on Tuesday. She hadn't slept much but seemed alright. So we took her to school.... probably not the best idea-but you have to understand-we hadn't slept either. When Greg went to pick her up, he was called into the classroom and handed a note. It read, "I wrote on my face and shirt, I'm sorry. Love
Adia". Yup, we should have kept her home. But, the happy face on her shirt was quite cheerful!
Anyways-it is a lovely day! I think I will swing open the garage door and usher the spiders out and into the wild! Then I can continue my journey.