Well, dang. I was really hoping to get through the spring without a cold or the flu this year. That was before Rick got sick overnight. He awakened with a scratchy throat, he's really pooped, and he's just not in good shape. That means that I'll be getting it too; it's just a matter of time. I think he got it from going into work; he said that the flu is running through the place.
- Breakfast for the girls, emptied the dishwasher, and I came out to the shed and made my coffee out here. Needed to check on the violets, see how they're doing. I'll scoop boxes in a bit.
- Do a load of sweats this morning.