I think I am officially stir crazy. or is it cabin fever? ah hell, whichever it is, I’m not amused. I have really made an effort not to expose anyone else to this flu. I have frantically wiped down every surface with clorox wipes in hopes of sparing my partner the joy of this one. I really missed polo yesterday, but it would not have been fair to everyone and it really would not have been a good idea to spend hours out in the cold. I’m almost at the point I can convince myself I need to do things, but when I start it quickly becomes apparent I am still under the weather. I tried to help with night check, but barely made it up the hill. I’m staring at this house and considering vacuuming. I can probably tackle that for a little while. I just want to do something! Anything. Considering cleaning is my least favorite activity I must seriously be a little stir crazy. I desperately want to run. That would be a terrible idea. I just feel like a sloth after 5 days of no real activity, unless one counts sleeping as sport. I have slept more in the last week than I can remember. It is frustrating as hell, since all I want to do right now is go right back to bed. I am trying no cold medicine this morning to see if I can get a sense of how good/ bad I am feeling. Pretty clear the plague is still alive and kicking. STOMP. STOMP. Pissy. I have so much shit to do. I’ll try some more rest today and hope tomorrow will be better. I was feeling a bit optimistic this morning, but I just don’t have it in my to put up a tree and decorate. All I had to do was look at the tree stand and all hope of accomplishing that task just vanished. I’ll have to stick to my goal of vacuuming (after a nap….). Soon it will be Christmas eve in our undecorated, very dirty home. bah humbug.