Nice title, huh? Shoot me. That’s what it feels like. I don’t know if this is some sort of residual crap left over from the last time I got sick (where it possible festered for a few weeks waiting for just the right moment) or if my friend from Canada who came to visit brought her cooties (aka Canooties), OR…… (excuse me while I gasp for air…) my kids brought home some new crud from school. Whatever it is, it must leave me now. BE GONE FOUL LUNG BUGS!

All I’ve done for two days and nights is cough. It is quite safe to say I’ve damaged a few brain cells in the process cause I know I’ve lost it. Husband gone, kids taking advantage of it, house becoming trashed. Eh. I almost don’t care. (except about the husband being gone part.. I totally care about that.. and miss him like crazy..)

All I want to do is suck on cough drops and drink tea. I’ve had so much of both I’ll probably need diet pills to lose the weight I’m sure to gain. Or not.

See? Lost it.