I've been sick all week. Of course, my husband has been gone all week. I was so bad that at some point I made lemonade using a canister of mix, but I accidentally used twice the amount. And I drank that, all week, with only a vague idea that it was really really sweet.
The boys came home on Thursday. Fritz came home coughing. I didn't give it to him. Early this morning I relocated my exhausted body to the couch for some more rest. The elevated position helps a bit with my congestion. A few hours later, Fritz woke me up and told me his fever was really high. How high? "A hundred and six," he said. That got me wide awake fast. Of course, it wasn't 106, it was 100.6. Big difference.
We were supposed to go camping this weekend. The healthy ones are disappointed. I'd be disappointed too if my head didn't throb.
Friday morning, first thing, my computer broke. Same exact problem as last November. At least this time they were honest and said it would take 3 weeks to send me a new computer. I didn't call them. The kids had swim lessons in the morning, so I had no time, and later, I knew I would not be...polite. I waited until Bill returned from Oklahoma, and let him call them. At least this time I can use Bill's laptop for all my school planning and to pay bills online. And to blog.
Or maybe I'll just get some other stuff done around the house.
Right after my breathing doesn't involve achy coughing.
Around these parts, school starts at the beginning of August. I like to follow, roughly, the local school calendar, which means we only have two more weeks of summer vacation. I could take more, but I'm trying a new plan this year where I am scheduling one very light school week every 4 or 5 weeks. That's the week where I hope to neatly fit things like dentist appointments or field trips or post-summer vacations at the beach.