I am sitting here with a hot cup of some cold preventative stuff fizzing on my desk.
I think it’s too late for it to prevent, but I’m hoping it kicks some virus butt anyway.
You see, this is the second time in the last 3 weeks that I’ve had the ick. Considering I’ve only been ‘better’ for 4 days, that’s frustrating.
My youngest was sick, then the oldest and now the 9 yo, but did they come down with the same ick? No, like any well-adjusted child, they all have a strong sense of individuality and came down with separate icks.
What that means is that I’m cycling through all of them one at a bloody time.
I wish I had something profound to say about that and I’m quite sure it ties into writing somehow, but I’m short on creativity today. Any suggestions?
That said, I am so enjoying the rainy/cloudy grab-a-jacket weather. Just last week it was 103!
I hope your week is going well!