Summary

We are beset with stomach bugs.

Son#2 fell asleep on the couch - and if Mr Hiiiiigh Energy falls asleep while the sun is still out, you KNOW that he ain't feeling all that chipper.

My right arm and leg stopped working during the course of the afternoon, but functionality returned in time to cook supper which the kids ate with pulled faces.

Grateful?

Unsure.

We have candles and a dishwasher which isn't actually me, a new cupboard to stuff all our cluttered crap in, and a hot shower awaits me before I crawl into bed.

Two more days and this crappy year will close.

Thankful, I am.

New Year's will be a quiet affair - meaning I can go to bed at 8 as usual. 

Bliss.

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