It started on Wednesday, a slight cough. I blamed it on the dust from the ductwork the contractors have been doing. Then my youngest walks up to my car when school got out on Friday and announces that his nose has been running all day. He was very congested on Saturday, but had his normal exuberant spirit.

I, on the other hand, woke up later than usual and with a severe sore throat yesterday morning. I sat at the computer for most of the day, researching new career paths at the insistence of my husband (a topic for another post). Eventually, I walked away and picked up Embark to Madness, read the rest of the short story I’d been reading, and then took a two-hour nap.

All day, I thought about my novel and the scratchboard that’s ready for etching. I couldn’t force myself to do either. My head hurt to much to think.

Today, I have to force myself to go out and get the supplies for my youngest’s slumber party, which is coming up this weekend. The housework can wait until Wednesday, if needed.

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