4 down, 2 to go
Jon has succumbed to the virus. The baby and I are yet to be affected. We shall see. I hope that we either get it tomorrow, or don’t get it at all. A few weeks ago, we planned a tiny little family trip for this weekend, and I will be very disapointed if we do not get to go. So hopefully, hopefully, hopefully all will go well. Hopefully everyone will feel better soon and those not sick will stay well. In the meantime, I’ll still be walking around in flip-flops instead of my usual wool clogs, and I’ll continue to give much thought to making a holster for the lysol can that I seem to always have in my hand. This is when I hate my apartment. Usually, I kind of like it. But when you have multiple sick people along with some well ones, a 2 bedroom apartment just isn’t big enough. This is just temporary, as soon as we’re well, I’ll be back to liking (or at least not hating) it again.
Enough of this complaining. I hope that you and yours are faring much better than we are at the moment.