I think J and I royally pissed of the universe and it is seeking its revenge. I’m not sure what we did, but we are suffering because of it. First it was George, then J got Bronchitis, then he got an ear infection to go along with it, then I caught his cold, and now I have a sinus infection. We should be living in a plastic bubble. Our house is covered in medication and snot rags.
Because of being diseased we have done pretty much nothing since getting home after Christmas. We did attend a picnic that a co-worker through (Only in Southern California can you have a picnic out side on January 7th and have people show up in shorts and ready to BBQ) but I ended up dragging J away early because I felt so lousy.
But I am engaging some positive thinking here…I’m going to take the antibiotic that I got today and then it is going to be the end of this diseased month that we have had. J is getting better, I will too, then we can get to work on things that need to be done. Instead of sitting on our butts and playing Star Wars: The Old Republic which incidentally is all I did today after getting back from the doctor. You can stamp my forehead with a Nerd sign now.