Dude. Emmett and I have both been sick for over a month now. It’s getting old.
We’ve spent the last several weekends on the couch, snuggling and watching movies together. I must admit, the increase in monkey snuggles is one thing that I am thoroughly enjoying. But we’re both starting to get cabin fever. We’ve been cooped up for too long, but we’re too sickie to do much out of the house. Every time we take Emmett anywhere he turns into a Stage 5 Clinger and whines, so we’re listening to his needs and staying home.
This weekend, the walls have started closing in on me. Despite feeling slightly shaky with a cold, I’ve been rearranging furniture. In E’s bedroom, in the living room, and I’m mentally redecorating the office (soon to be office/craft room) as I type.
When we’re back to our old, healthy selves I’ll post some pics. Until then, send orange juice and Kleenex.