Good grief, am I dead yet?
I have the flu (thanks to my B-I-L and his wife). DH is on the road, and I am here dying all alone. It is great except for the mountain of dishes left from Thanksgiving dinner, Dh's dog peeing on the carpet because I cannot make it to the door to let him out, and the *%@&ing waterers froze last night. I am so dizzy, and sick to my stomach! PLEASE! Someone kill me!
Yes, Sally. I know you are dying too. I am sorry. Sooooooooooo sorry!
The hunters keep shooting (at what IDK) so the hens aren't laying much. Even the dog is spending the day in a ball at my side (when he is not PEEING ON MY FLOOR!!!!)
DH will be home tomorrow. He will not be much help, but he can clean the carpets, and deal with the other problems. I should be better before he leaves.... Or I will call him off work.