My brain is frying, both literally and figuratively. Fever of 101.4 degrees. The shorts and short-sleeved shirt gave way to warmup pants and flannel. Dinner was soup. Quite tasty, considering. And I’ve been in the habit today of staring into space and enjoying it.
Nevertheless, my body seems to be on the mend. I predict a restful night of sleep, much needed since the last good night I had was three nights ago.
Also, Hallie has picked it up. We were wrong about her having it first. That means no preschool for her on Thursday. Bummer.
I’m gonna crawl into bed and see if my world will be righted in the morning.
you were smart to get sick after vacation… I’ll try it that way next time. 😉