The flu hit our house last week. My 7-year-old, Scott, got it first and was prescribed Tamiful. I went ahead and gave to my youngest, Jeb, too, as a prophylactic measure, which worked, I think, since he never got sick. Then Gregg got it. Then I did and I’m still down with it. I AM feeling better than I have in days, so I’m hoping this is my last day with it. Thankfully, our daughter, Kaylee, was gone until Monday, so I’m praying she avoids getting it.
My house is a mess, my Christmas tree is still up, store-bought bread is in the bread box, and once the soups I made when I still felt well enough to cook ran out, my family has been sustaining itself on Japanese and Greek takeout — but we’ve survived it and all but me are well enough to be at school and work today.
So, the new momentum for the blog I’d planned for this year will have to be put off until next week. It’s driving me crazy, because I’ve been on vacation from writing since mid-December, and have been so looking forward to this week to get back to work!
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