Saturday, September 22, 2012


The kids have been sick with a cold for a few days now and should be feeling somewhat better today, once they trip trap down the stairs I'll see if I'm right about that.

In the meantime, I am coming down with this delightful virus.

I understand how viruses work, but there is that part of my underdeveloped villager brain that thinks this cold is God's divine plan and he want to make me suffer twice. Once while catering to sick children, picking up countless dirty tissues off the floor, the table, and the arm of the couch, and watching the same 3 episodes of Myth Busters over and over and over again. 
The second round of punishment, when my kids are well and need me to continue to wash their clothes, clean the house, cook meals and play referee and coach,with my head full of snot and lungs full of phlegm and body aches and a fever. 
What I'd really like to do is sit  on the couch, blow my nose, leave my dirty tissues everywhere and watch episodes of the BBC series Sherlock, over and over and over again.

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