The cold has got me. I hate being sick. It seems that I have been sick a lot this year. I am not fond of having my picture taken when I am sick. I think it is because of the above early childhood trauma (tonsillectomy at 2 ½ years old). See how I am trying to smile after having my tonsils out. I just want to know who asked me to smile and how cruel was that? But I was a cute kid, huh?
I blame this one on the 6 year olds Jim has been teaching for the last couple of weeks. You know how that teacher developed airborne well I want to be the teachers wife that hits the cold before it gets that far. I have an idea for a disinfectant spray system that the children must walk through before entering the classroom. Jim seems to think the parents might not want their child disinfected. I think it would be an advantage to everyone involved.
One year ago I had pneumonia and I worked through most of it because I am
stupid stubborn dedicated. But this time I decided to stay home to get some rest because I don’t want to be sick for months like I was last year. I slept until 11 this morning and it is almost 1 and I am ready for a nap. Today it has progressed into full laryngitis, fun no speaking. Jim came home for lunch and made me some soup I would say that he is great but I think he likes asking me to repeat myself just to hear me squeak.
Another pondering how come I always seem to stay home from work on garbage day and dogs have to run around the yard barking all morning at the sanitation crew. I can see why our neighbor doesn’t like our dogs I don’t like them very much today.