I was counting my blessings. I hadn't gotten sick yet this school year. A personal record. Then it hit me on Friday. Woman Down. It is just a cold, but it is hitting me hard. and I don't have time for this.
I am working on fixing up our house. All those little things that you know are wrong, but you just live with them. I have a plan, and I figure that if I get one thing done each night, I should be done next year.
Not really, but it feels that way because the list is long.
I took Monday off and in between naps I ran to the hardware stores to get supplies. Then I started patching some walls. Plaster sucks. But it feels good to be getting ready to paint.
So much to do. The progress feels good though.
