Yeah, I'm sick as a dog. No, not just runny nose, run down sick. I have no voice! I have four children, how the heck am I going to get them to do as I wish without yelling at them? Yes, I am a yeller. I try not to be, however, I cannot be in four places at once and I don't have access to a telecom system or walkie talkie so yelling works. That and they are L.O.U.D! I have major headaches by the time bedtime comes.
This house has been a hotbed of sick since my husband left out of Province and my eldest returned from an FTX. I blame both my eldest son and my daughter. She was sick the week prior to all this, and then my eldest came home with who knows what. The combination came down upon us with a wrath upon which I have never experienced before. I however, seemed to have got the worst of it. I am rarely sick, how the heck did that happen? That and I'm the one that has to take care of this brood, how dare the Universe infect me.
So, of course I figure the Universe owes me. I'm not sure what just yet. I guess I'll let everyone know when I come across what I really want and can give credit to the Universe when I get it. For now I am crabby and my throat feels like a thousand knives are trying to escape from the inside out. So, I'll post when I can. For now I'm using this time to catch up on all the blogs I follow. There is a lot.