Boy am I grateful for sick days. I hate to have to use them because that means, well, that I'm sick, but they sure are nice to have when you need them.
I don't get sick, usually. The allergies and colds and flu bugs and all those other grimy sicknesses that float around don't typically affect me...but they have sure knocked me down this weekend and week.
But not before a little fall decorating was done.
I woke up early Saturday morning, took the dogs out, spent a little time with the Lord, and set out to deck the halls with boughs of "fall"y so to speak. I accomplished a little before this pesky cold-sinus-infection-possibly-the-flu-or-something-similar-bug really set in, but it was enough. For now, at least.
