Flu

Now that I am seeing the tail end of the flu, dear hubby, after taking care of us all week, is seeing it’s ugly mug. Pixie’s birthday was yesterday and what an uneventful day it was. No visit from grandparents, no party. Just a cheap lunch out and opening of presents from mom and dad. Her party is yet to be rescheduled. I was hoping to get it on the calendar for the end of this week, but now with hubby down, I’m not sure that will happen. I can’t remember the last time I had the flu. This was just horrible. I don’t recommend getting it. And if you have a friend that says we have the flu, don’t step one foot into their house, because even in three minutes time you can catch the nasty bug.

Not only is the house messy, it is cluttered with all the things that are in the process of being packed and taken to the new house. The outside of the house is in the process of getting it’s overdue paint job. The bathroom sink has been torn out and their is no sense at all in putting another one in until we tear out the cabinet and find a new one to put it. Oh, and if we’ve gone that far, we might as well replace the horrid vinyl flooring. I will also need to disinfect the house, air it out or borrow a filter, clean up the messes in every corner, continue with laundry and somehow try to eat something. All this to do before I decorate for a birthday party, to happen sometime in the near future. On top of all that school must be done.

Life is busy, full to the brim. But I’m ok with that. I just lower my expectations a bit and take one day at a time.

Susan