Not much of anything this weekend as I battle a cold with a sore throat that feels like someone is sticking a knife from my throat up my Eustachian tube.
Elvi keeps singing, the kids keep watching Spongebob, and the puppy keeps pooping and peeing inside even after hours out playing on the lawn.
No writing, though. I can’t even think from lack of sleep. This cold and the throat kept me up most of the night.