"I'm bored," my son whines from his room. "Can I get up now?"
Lather. Rinse. Repeat.
Repeat, repeat, repeat.
He says he's feeling better, but I reminded him that with what he's got, better is relative, not absolute. "Wham-o, when you least expect it!"
Lucky for me, VH-1 has an "I Love the 80's" marathon on! Lucky me with the cable connection!
Anyway, I have to get going. I can feel the urge for an afternoon nap creeping on, and since having a day off is not likely to happen again for awhile, I am going to get what I can from it (beyond cleaning the house, laundry, and catering to the every whim of a kid who is stuck in bed).
At least I'm not the sick one...
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