I think I am succumbing to my roomie’s illness. I have fought a good fight for 4 weeks. I feel like I have been fighting for years upon years. This morning I woke up with a heaviness in my chest. I imagine her coming into my room in the middle of the night and breathing on me. That way she wouldn’t be the only one to suffer. If only I can attack this now and kill it before it gets a firm hold. I will have to come up with a plan of attack.
Our cold weather is about to break. I am so glad. Two weeks of negative temperatures really take a toll. Soon I will actually be able to do stuff outside. Not that I will but I could. Also my outdoor cat can go back outside. I rearranged his outside box with my heated blanket. Hope he is happy!!!