It's been a week since my last post and most of that time has been occupied trying to talk, breath or sleep. Yep, caught one humdinger of a summer cold at the sale last week--the kind that has one wandering around, all day, in a nightie, asking if it's bed time yet. Not that the time bothered me, I slept whenever I felt like it. Started feeling a little better on Thursday, but Friday morning David announced that he's caught it. I got the laundry started Friday morning, and tried to start some sort of work in the studio, but ended up dozing in front of the my little tv instead. Between the two of us, we got the most important laundry done--sheets, underwear and shirts--and a quick trip to the grocery store and pharmacy, but I can't remember if that was Thursday or Friday--probably Thursday. I didn't even get out of the car, just sat there while David went in. By Friday, my cold was worse again, although not quite as bad as before....
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