I ALWAYS get sick when I come to Utah! I was here one day when I started with a sore throat. Granted, I’d gotten no sleep on the first days due to the drive and the move, but I started pounding back garlic pills and vitamin C like crazy, since I’m not like normal people and can’t take echinacea ’cause it gives me heart attacks and stuff.
So, I was in bed all day. Acknowledgements go to Kim for taking my kids this morning, TV for taking my kids in the early afternoon, and Elaine for taking my kids all the way through dinner, and to my husband for taking care of everything else. No thanks to the lame Utah germs that made me cough up my lungs (and sometimes my lunch) until DH went and got the raw honey (yep, works same as cough syrup, less yucky, druggy and red).
On my list of things to do today was unpacking toys and books and reading about how to prune my fruit trees. Since I could do the latter while lying horizontally, I was able to check that one off. There’s my five-minute journal entry. In four minutes.