Bah, bug & hum!
Warning: If you're looking for a happy post, stop reading now:
This nasty congestion is just hanging on and I feel so tired. Mentally & physically. This is NOT a good week for illness, body. Friday is opening night, and my voice is just hanging in there. It's a good thing I don't have any solos or we'd be screwed. Can I crawl back under the covers until then?
My house looks like Scrooge lives here. There is not one decoration to be found. The boys keep asking me when we're getting our tree, and it's the last thing on my mind. The thought of unpacking all that stuff is just too exhausting. I think it started with DH saying that he wouldn't be hanging outside lights this year. Seeing everyone else's lights and then driving up to a dark house is depressing me for some reason. I realize that it should be enough to walk/drive around and enjoy the neighbors' work, but it's not.
I think I'm going to take some Sudafed. Maybe it'll clear my head in more ways than one.