I am beginning to suspect that the "bad cold" my husband had earlier in the month and that lasted for a few weeks was not that bad. I think I caught it last week. While I do not feel very well, and it is lingering, to be sure, I have managed to still wake up whenever anyone screamed me up and have kept the house clean and dinner at 5 every day. And breakfast at 7. And lunch at noon. And stories read. And kisses and hugs given freely.
Not curious. Just annoying.
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