Today I managed to take a shower, put away the Christmas tree, wash (but not fold) all the laundry, carry out the trash, fill up the car, drive through the car wash, go to the pharmacy for Tylenol and cough drops, and buy takeout for lunch.
It just about killed me.
Luckily, G, who is still not 100-percent healthy herself, decided to watch some of her Scooby-Doo movies when we got home from doing errands. I slept through Scooby-Doo and the Cyberchase and now I'm slumped on the couch while Scooby-Doo and the Alien Invaders plays. Love that dog.