I'm such an overachiever. Apparently, when my family gets sick, I feel the need to trump whatever they've had. I started to feel crappy after the Superbowl, and then woke up with a fever and burning in my chest. And here comes another Snow Day. (Mondays are shot up here in New England. We've had something like 75 inches of snow in a two-week time period, it's crazy.) It was my turn to stay home with the kids and I was sick besides. Then another snow day for the little kid the following day. I finally rouse myself out of my bedroom around lunchtime and decide: it's time to go to the doctor. So off we go to the urgent care place in town where I get a big, unpleasant surprise.....THE FLU. Awesomesauce.
So that's a week's worth of missed work, snowed in and feeling like death. Good times for everyone. I don't wish it on anyone, it's pretty damn awful. I'm getting myself back on track, and hoping that it stops snowing long enough to get some normalcy back in our lives.
In other news, the only place I was able to drag myself out to last week (once I wasn't contagious) was to register Sean for kindergarten. That's right, the "baby" is heading to Big Boy School in September! I feel like I just did this with Will and I guess in a way, I have. But the difference this time is that I'm looking forward to it. I'm thrilled with the idea of both boys being in the same town and going on the same bus, albeit to different schools. And man, this kid is READY. He's bored with preschool and can't wait for the next thing.
So that's how life goes in our house. Hopefully soon we'll all be healthy again! I'm really looking forward to it.