Well, I tried the days of Christmas thing, and I did pretty good...till we got sick anyway!
Last night before we went to bed, my mom called to say my Dad had gotten sick. Poor Grampy who took such good care of his little O and Bug caught our germies. Sorry Grampy! Ryan and I have company this weekend; his hunting buddy Brandon, so after Grammi called I thougth I better do some more disinfecting. As we were talking up stairs, Ryan said to Brandon, "Don't worry, I haven't gotten sick!". Famous last words. I dont' think I even have to tell you who was up sick half the night last night.
So the disinfecting begins all over again. I'm off to get my 2 Clorox sprays, wipes, and then to Target to buy Lysol and TP.
Sigh.
2 comments:
Oh, no. I am so sorry! Don't you just feel exhausted to tears with the sickness thing? And I always feel guilty for that part of me that is so exhausted I can't even dig up the strength to take care of my sick family. :( Get better soon, Thompsons! (And Rog...)
Oh my! That darned little germy! Hopefully everyone will be better within the next 48 hours. It's no fun being sick at Christmas. Have a Merry Christmas, Ehlan!!!
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