I woke up with a bee in my bonnet.
It helped that I felt considerably better. So, I de-cluttered. And de-cluttered some more.
After putting Sweet P back to bed, that is. She finally fell victim.
At least now, we're all in this together.
Eventually, I wore myself out. But, the house looks considerably better.
And I feel better.
Tonight was violin night. Sweet P was still pretty sick, so Little M and I went by ourselves. And it was kind of nice. Their instructor was able to have a bit of a longer and more relaxed lesson with Little M (he did great!) and then she and I had our parent teacher conference. Where we pretty much both established that we love each other and both think the other is doing great. It was nice.
Here's hoping for a healthier day tomorrow!