Haven't been this sick in years. Perhaps a decade. Today was the first day since last Monday I didn't nap for 4-6 hours straight. Not kidding. Every morning at about 9 I think I'm going to make it, it'll be ok, and by lunch time it's not ok anymore. Daisy gave me some wicked virus and it has beat me down. And then Billy brought home pinkeye. And then I must've ate something wrong. And so forth.
So more later, I promise. But right now I'm beat.