Yesterday was not the best day. Max and I were sick. Probably some variant of the flu – although I say probably because I’ve never had a flu quite like it before. Neither one of us had a discernable fever, we each completely emptied our stomachs exactly twice, went to sleep, and were over it. Not fun, although I did lose about 4 pounds yesterday. (…yay?) At first we thought it might be food poisoning because of the lack of fever, and because Charlie was fine, Greg was fine, and Wren was fine. Greg says that other people at work are out today with the same thing, though, so I suppose it was a bug. Come to think of it, we probably picked it up at the hospital when we went Tuesday to get Charlie his shots. Blech. Blech, blech, blech. (Hah. If it’s a next-day bug, that means Greg and Wren may be puking today. Isn’t sharing germs fun?)
So what do you do, in a wobbly haze, with no strength to be anywhere but on the sofa? You knit I-cord, of course. I have no idea why, except for the fact that my dpns were still out from the snake sock puppet and it let me rest between every three stitches. Seriously. I came down this morning to find about five inches of I-cord attached to my needles, stuck in a skein of yarn on the loveseat. Here’s hoping today goes better.