My husband has been home with some virusy-fluey thing the last two days.
He NEVER chucks sickies, so he was really crook.
Anyway, today, he woke up well enough to go to work, but I feel like I've been hit with a tonne of bricks. He stayed home until midday, but had to go to work.
I feel like shit.
BUT, I'm so excited about my sis coming in like 7 hours, I've got out of bed, fed the babies and am doing some last minute things for the party tomorrow night
AHHH
C'est la vie
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