...around the gills this week.
If I were officially playing along with green week, this would be my entry for today. For the last three days I've been in bed, coughing, sneezing, aching and moaning, armed with tissues, cough drops, breathe right strips and tylenol, because preggos can't take much of anything else. Yes, I'm whining. I'm miserable.
I just got up to make some soup and tea, and thought I'd post while everything is cooling down a bit. Oh dear, I let the dog in and it's g-g-g-orgeous outside. Just the kind of day I want to spend in bed, hacking my lungs out, aching from head to toe.
The office keeps sending me emails, even though I've told them I cannot cope. That's what happens when you work from home.
For those who are wondering, that is a china cabinet next to my bed, yes. I love it.
Thanks for all the sweet comments on Fidget's pink birthday party. :) It really was a wonderful time. I'm thankful that this virus hit this week and not last.
Back, hopefully soon, with cheery upbeat things to say and pretty photos that don't involve snotrags. Promise.