Don't want to leave you hanging. We're alright. It's just life, you know. It's HARD sometimes. I'm still sick, but not deathly ill. I'd give his cold a 3 on a 10 point scale; I've had worse. We spent some time with my dad yesterday. He'll be ok, too. He's a major league dog lover, but he's been through this, too.
Today is nice. This is a very rare day Mark isn't scheduled at either job, so due to life fatigue and sickness, we're just staying home. It's very nice. We're pretty low key, and loving it. We're reading, doing a little cooking, reading, stuff like that. Nothing too taxing.
We had a nice evening Friday with friends we've known for, oh, nearly 20 years. That was healing, too.
So, I think the cold is making me boring and pedantic, so I'll stop. Up from the ashes (or, at least the couch), I have enough energy to bust out a cranberry pumpkin bread before retiring to my chaise for more reading and a board game with my family.
Peace.
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