School and work are back in full swing and it’s not been the easiest route.  My eldest and I both caught DD2’s nasty cold over break, and spent the last 4 days of the vacation parked in front of the tv with our best zombie impressions going 24/7.  We’re both on the upswing, but this cold doesn’t give up its hold easily.  It was wonderful to realize this morning that my throat didn’t feel as if a baseball was sitting in it.  Part of me almost wished we’d had strep throat, because at least then you get antibiotics and start to feel better rather quickly.  I’ve had strep throat more than 15 times, so it’s bad when I’m wishing that were the alternative.

The doorbell rang yesterday morning about 7:35 am, just as I was out of the shower and starting to dress.  I told my daughter to see who it was and lo and behold DS stood at the door.  The bus hadn’t come and he didn’t know what else to do.  Fortunately there was still time to get him to school.  I had to call and find out what happened because this bus has changed three times so far this year (once without notice so DS missed the bus home that day) and I wouldn’t have been surprised if the pick-up time had changed without notice.  (It was mechanical)

DH worked in the basement a bit over break.  It was warm enough (with a space heater) to cut Pergo in the garage.  Don’t cut it inside your house.  Ever.  DH cut it in the basement for the first two areas and the house was permeated with a fine haze of particles which came up through the duct work.  The wall in the work room had changed color due to the amount of dust on it.  He’s been working on finishing the basement for about twelve years.

People have asked why I don’t jump in and work on it.  I simply reply that I was told I was spreading dirt incorrectly on our landscaping – which I take care of.  He almost got the rake thrown in his face.  I stay away from his projects as much as I can.

It’s time to go be a zombie for a short while.  I’m getting more work done each day and feeling better each day, but this cold is still zapping me out enough to interfere with life.


About homereferee

I'm a stay at home mom who sometimes feels more like a tape recorder yelling, "Get apart!".
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