The good news is, I’m on the mend. I’m still kind of sniffly, and I keep having dreams where I’m being chased by a loud propellor plane or something, only to wake up and realize that I’ve been snoring. But I’m definitely getting better.
The bad news is, it’s not just my snoring, it’s my usually non-snoring husband, too. He’s sick now. And even worse, my five-year-old daughter was home sick today, coughing miserably. She decided that she wanted to scrub her rubber ducky, so she’s soaking in a tub now bathing her duck with a toothbrush. Maybe the moisture and heat will help.
Just in time for Thanksgiving. Let’s hope they start feeling better soon.
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