I sort of went into this week knowing it was going to be a doozy, and it hasn’t disappointed me. But then the flu decided to visit us on top of everything else, and everyone is dropping like flies around me. I refuse to get sick, and after a couple of nearly sleepless nights, I’ve decided I’m going to fight back with all I’ve got. And that means I’m going to bed. * The stories can wait.
*except they are all sick beds, so maybe I’m going to the couch.