This, it seems, is all I do lately.
Sand the walls. Paint. Sand the dining room table. Stain the dining room table. Sneeze (and out comes some lovely sawdust from the dining room table) and then sniffle. Sneeze and sniffle some more.
My kids go to school and TOUCH EVERYTHING. Then they stick their fingers in their mouths. Yes, even the one who is almost 18 and we consider the smart one. She's only doing it to bite her nails though but it still counts. They come home and I basically follow them around the house with a can of Lysol, spraying everything they touch and then what happens?
I GET THE COLD.
NyQuil has become my best friend. It's now 6 PM. Dinner is done. The kitchen is clean. I've helped my son study his vocabulary words. I've updated my Examiner.com article. I've taken a big ole' dose of NyQuil and hope to be asleep within the hour.
I'm starting to think that maybe taking NyQuil is better than sex. At least I fall asleep right after instead of staying up and planning the next day.
So off I go to lala land! Tomorrow is the last day of boot camp and I can barely move my arms from all of the sanding and staining so wish me luck!
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