Cough, cough.

Well, Time marches on, but progress seems to have passed by me without initiating contact.  I am referring to my health, here.  How long have I been sick?  It's only a little cold, right?  Well, this little cold has had some sort of relapse, and refuses to leave.

I did work yesterday, though.  Why?  Why would I do that, you ask.  Good question.  Well, mostly it goes like this:  I was looking at SubFinder, as I do every day, and there was a job.  I knew something would be there, but I had been so busy since coming home from Music lessons that I hadn't had time to check it until dinner was started and Josh was home.  He was sitting near me when I looked at the job.  It was for a building I'd never been to before, and it was for a para, not a teacher.  Also, I was still pretty sick.  I asked him what he thought.  He told me to take it, because the guy in his office who had pneumonia was back at work already.

So I did.  Who can argue with that?

I should have stayed home, though.  It was a pre-school.  I was too sick, but hid it as best I could.  I got knocked down at recess by a herd of affectionate 4-year-olds.  I had assorted children on my lap for large parts of the day.  I wiped more noses than merely my own.

I came home feeling awful.  I made chicken dinosaurs, fake mashed potatoes, green beans and pineapple for dinner, and then helped Abbie practice music.  The teacher recommended some sites where Abbie can play along with a violinist who is doing songs from her book.  We worked on two songs extensively, and then I went to lie down.  The kids came with me, and we watched Elf in my room, but the phone kept ringing.  Very frustrating.  Especially since I'm supposed to be on the National Do Not Call list.

Josh, of course, was off at a work party.  I texted to ask what time he would come home.  He said he'd leave at 8:30.  I was asleep when, at 9:50, he texted to say he was about to leave.

I was planning to take the kids to school this morning, but Josh offered, so I let him.  I am feeling a lot worse than I did Monday and Tuesday.  Don't know what that is about.

Also, is Josh feeling guilty for staying out later than he said, or because he left me alone with the kids all night or something worse?  Or does he just think that I'm too sick to take the kids (all of a sudden, after 12 years of not noticing)?  Maybe he's sorry for pressuring me into taking a job when I wasn't well enough.  More likely, he couldn't remember if he was supposed to or not, and just wanted to be safe, since I was likely to be cranky.

Not reading anything, currently.  I'm supposed to be planning Abbie's birthday.  She wants an indoor camp out.  I think that means board games.  I'll put the two kid tents in the living room, and we'll have board games, Pringles, apples and s'mores.  How's that?  And I think I'll do it on the 5th.  She can have 2 friends actually spend the night.

Next project is paying all the bills.

Brother comes to MO on Sunday, and I'm doing some visiting on Saturday, I think.  By Monday I need to have the ingredients to that cake I'm making.  That might mean out of town grocery shopping.  Also, I found 3 new recipes I want to try, but Josh did something to my computer and now my printer won't work.  I emailed them to him so he could print them, but he forgot.  Maybe I'll ask him again tonight....

I'm not feeling well.  I wish I could breathe well enough to sleep.  I think I'm feeling cranky, after all.  I hope I am better soon.  I am tired of missing taiko and tired of feeling guilty anytime I'm around people.

I hope you are well.  Did you hear it might snow tomorrow?