My week of silence can be attributed to the worst sinus infection I’ve ever had. I’ve been in bed for about 5 days and up and moving reluctantly and not very efficiently for two—still not fully recovered. In the meantime the house is a ruin, the dogs need walking, the kids are stir crazy, the garden is full of weeds, dear husband is coming down with it, and poor Charlie is so confused he doesn’t know where to pee. I don’t even want to think about the laundry. I was able to sneak in a trip to the grocery, so that’s a huge relief.
I just loath sitting around and watching the summer days tick off one at a time. We have oh so many things we want to do! At least I’m getting some reading done (who knew how fascinating Elizabeth I was?) and catching up on my movie watching (I still love Alfred Hitchcock films!).
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