Shortly after posting last week, I got sick, and it was a doozy. I slept most of the day Thursday, Friday, Saturday, and Sunday. I kept thinking just one more day of resting, and I'd be able to get back to work. Not so. I finally felt halfway human when I woke up on Monday, but even then, I ran out of steam quickly and had to nap halfway through the day.
So today I'm in a frenzy to not just get my house ready for my mom to recover here, but also to clean and sanitize everything so she doesn't get sick while she's recovering. Last night we picked up some heavy-duty cleaners, more serious ones than what I'd usually use, and today I'm doing endless amounts of laundry. I'm just washing everything: the blankets I used in my sick nest on the couch, our bedding, the guest bedding, and all the regular laundry, as it was overdue as well. Later I'll be scrubbing all surfaces in the bathrooms and kitchen.
So all my planning and hopes and goals are out the window. I have one goal this week: