Recovery

Well, the snow has melted and I’m feeling better. Truth be told, I wish I was still sick. Whenever I go down for the count I seem to bring the whole house down with me. Everthng is a wreck. Dirty clothes everywhere. Stinky toilets in every corner. Giant hairballs roll around piles of strewn toys and crayons. We are out of diapers and dino nuggets and fresh veggies. Just thinking of how much work I have to do now makes me wish my cold would resurge so I coud avoid it a bit longer. I’ve lugged all the laundry downstairs and have started a load. Luckily my back is to the room right now so I can’t see the land mine of messiness that surrounds me. Even worse, I have 152 updates on my Google Reader to get through. Hmmmm, catch up on blogs or clean the play room? Not much of a debate, is it? I mean, it’s not like toys go bad if they lie on the ground too long. Right?