Thursday, March 1, 2012

Moment

I'm curled up on the couch, under my beloved brown fuzzy blanket, trying to take a moment to relax, breathe, and stop this horrific sore throat that I developed yesterday.  It's only getting worse, and now has a headache buddy too.  V is upstairs packing; I did some, and then needed a break.  Did I mention that the sink is overflowing with dishes?  I was supposed to do them about two hours ago.

Why must vacations come with so much stress?

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