I must have picked up something nasty in the desert because I have had the flu for most of the time since I got back. Then this evening I discovered spots on Daughter No. 2’s back that look suspiciously like chicken pox. At least it explains her mood swings over the last couple of days. And Daughter No. 1 is convinced it’s all a conspiracy to ruin her birthday at the end of the week so needs lots of attention to convince her otherwise.
I did manage to make a start on my Mad Men 2 dress before I took to my bed but it has been strewn over the ironing board for days. Whether it will be finished in time remains to be seen. And I had such great plans for the Laurel competition as well. I think I’ll just have to go with the flow and see what happens. Right, apologies for such a miserable post but I’m going back to bed.