Not that the title represents anything that happens around my house with any frequency these days, but the thought of it relaxes me like you wouldn’t believe.
We’re finally at the end of the stomach plague around here … Tomas is still a-bed with it, but he’s on the recovery side of it. It’s been a week of non-stop laundry, bland meals for those who could stand to eat, and juggling non-sick-kids’ schedules, work schedules, and random holiday tasks that never got done.
I have hopeful visions of us out again as a family tomorrow to pick up our Christmas tree. I could sure use a bit of holiday spirit just about now!