this weekend already feels like a bust
The flu started here a week and a half ago, on Thursday, with Will. I managed to make it to the following Tuesday before giving in but because we medicated it the day my symptoms appeared, I really didn't deal with it more than a few days. I did miss a couple days of work. Somehow, weekends in the middle of the week when you're passed out on the couch just aren't as fun.
Our washer stopped working the weekend before I got sick. I had planned Saturday as a major cleaning day and when I realized my clothes were just marinating in soap and water (not spinning), that made the whole day go to shit. (That was also the day Will got diagnosed and we spent two hours at the clinic. Waiting.) I've been without clean laundry for over a week now and even though Will's dad got us a new washer (and dryer!), none of us have been healthy enough to move it in. It was supposed to happen today but his dad got sick again so now it's looking like it won't happen until Tuesday.
blaaaargh. Luckily I have enough clothes that it doesn't entirely matter; it just means I have to be a bit more creative with my ensembles.
so that's been my time lately. And The Sims 3 again. Lots of it. (=_______=)
Our washer stopped working the weekend before I got sick. I had planned Saturday as a major cleaning day and when I realized my clothes were just marinating in soap and water (not spinning), that made the whole day go to shit. (That was also the day Will got diagnosed and we spent two hours at the clinic. Waiting.) I've been without clean laundry for over a week now and even though Will's dad got us a new washer (and dryer!), none of us have been healthy enough to move it in. It was supposed to happen today but his dad got sick again so now it's looking like it won't happen until Tuesday.
blaaaargh. Luckily I have enough clothes that it doesn't entirely matter; it just means I have to be a bit more creative with my ensembles.
so that's been my time lately. And The Sims 3 again. Lots of it. (=_______=)