Yes, I have a cold. Well, mostly a cough. My son is sick, too. My husband is also not feeling great, but he’s fighting. He’s dedicated to taking zicam every three hours.
I’m combining these two days because it’s all a blur of being tired and coughing and lying around and trying not to vomit. It’s all super fun.
I don’t make dinner. We eat out. Except that on 9w4d we ate leftovers from Sunday’s dinner. So that was a win.
I need to realize that at the end of a work day, I won’t have the energy to put a meal together and get something going in the morning. It’s the only way our pocket book will survive.