I've been sick. This is the second time this year I have been totally out of commission with some sort of illness. This time it was some kind of respiratory thing with fever but not influenza. In other words, I feel horrible. I spent Easter afternoon and Monday trying to rest. Yesterday, I managed to get up and start doing my jobs again out of pure necessity. I was up most of last night coughing, and I am on day three of a sinus headache. Today will be a challenge.
I wish I could say that my family is supportive and helpful when I am sick, but that is not the case. They faithfully leave every dirty dish and sock for me to take care of when I recover. The Historian does cook, but he does not clean up. He will wash a dish if and only if he needs it for cooking. The kids also neglect their regular chores if I don't remind them, so the living room is a wreck of toys and craft items. Combine that with their windfall of 138 Easter eggs (but that's another post), and the house is a disaster area. When I mentioned to the Historian that there was no need of the house going completely to a place usually reached by handbasket because I was sick, he looked a bit guilty, but offered no compassion and left for work. Ugh.
I would like to thank the Crafter for being extra helpful. She spent lots of time keeping Wild Thing and Sweetie entertained so I could nap Monday afternoon. She even brushed Sweetie's teeth because it hurts my head to bend over. I think she may feel a bit guilty since she's the one who brought this virus home.
Maybe today I can rally the troops for a big clean up.