Ugh, I think I officially have a cold now. And I hate it, but I don't think it will slow me down. Lack of sleep isn't helping me, though. Since Home Care takes care of getting Paul out of bed and getting his breakfast on Thursday and Friday mornings, I thought I could sleep in. Little did I know Mom would ask me to drive her into church this morning and help her with her work.
I'm really looking forward to the weekend, and I hope I'll be getting off the cough drops by then.
You may have noticed that I'm not quite as keen about calling people up as I ought to be. I don't know what's gotten into me. Sorry about that.