No folks, I haven’t fallen off the face of the earth. I’ve just been sick for the past 4 days. I hate being sick, but then, who doesn’t? I was actually feeling a little better today so I washed some dishes that have been sitting in the sink for centuries. The one problem (one? there’s plenty more than one) with being sick is that you don’t feel like doing anything–cooking, cleaning, laundry, walking the dogs, working, whatever… Anyway, off all the things that I didn’t feel like doing while I was sick, laundry was on the low end. Why? Because I throw it in the washer, then I throw it in the dryer, then I fold it. Not really a tough thing to do, even if you are sick as a dog.
Speaking of dogs, (nice segue,eh?) Dave and Sissy have been pretty good through my sickness. I think animals can tell when you’re sick or sad or upset. And I’ve been walking them as much as I can since I am home instead of work. But alas, I must drag my butt to work tomorrow as I really can’t miss another day. Plus, I am starting to feel somewhat better. Well I know this is a boring post but it’s all I’ve got in me. Make sure you take the time to say some prayers for Andrew. Thanks.