the boy does not look sick. he does not act sick. he is not even sleepy.

if he’s sick, i want what HE has.

the most disappointing part of today is that i had to give up vacation time to come here and sit on the couch while the boy is “sick”. so.. here i sit.. while gamecube blares in the background.

my fever is gone; now it’s just the rest of my body that’s gotta get back on track. i slept very little last night, as i had night sweats that kept me up for most of the night. bryan stayed home in the morning and i split the day with him, coming home at night.

my managers gave me a very nice award today. i felt loved. it was loverly.

and i’ve been incredibly efficient this week. i’ve scoured all of my drawers and cleaned out old files, and then i cleaned out the supply closet. it’s a sight to see. and thing is, i could’ve worked five more hours today when i had to leave. so here i am.

i’m trying to not move much so i am still motivated to clean after the boy leaves, before vagina monologues rehearsal commences in my living room.

all you vm people, don’t forget t-shirt money tonight.

and i promise, i’ll lysol the entire house before you get here.

::sigh:: instant family. just add sarah.