Well, Shef and I are still here in bed, side by side in our misery.

I plan to try to get out tomorrow and go back to work.  I'm not sure how this will go, but I pretty much have to do it.  Who's ever heard of a teacher being out three days in a row?  No one, that's who.  Especially not the week before finals.

What kind of Middle School has finals?  My Middle School, that's who.  Not sure why, but I'm going along with it for now.

I did get out briefly to take Shef to the doctor's.  Well, actually Dan drove us all to the doctor's.  She determined that we have some version of Hand, Foot, and Mouth or some low-grade viral meningitis.  Not the deadly kind, thank the lord.  Actually she said the deadly kind is not as scary these days because of the vaccines.  Good to know, actually.

I've slept most of the hours in the last 48.  Shout out to Dan for holding down the fort.