I went to a funeral
...and came back SICK.
And I hate being sick. I hate it, hate it with a passion.
I just drove 6 hrs. looking at wavy lines while my nose alternately ran like a faucet and then plugged up to the point I would look in the mirror to make sure my eyes weren't black.
It's been a heck of a long day. I think I'll get the kid in the shower and into bed, although it's only 7:00 p.m.
And I hate being sick. I hate it, hate it with a passion.
I just drove 6 hrs. looking at wavy lines while my nose alternately ran like a faucet and then plugged up to the point I would look in the mirror to make sure my eyes weren't black.
It's been a heck of a long day. I think I'll get the kid in the shower and into bed, although it's only 7:00 p.m.
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