Well.

Nothing new. We’re both sick. Tomorrow will mark 3 weeks for me, and 2 weeks for Don. Whatever this is, it’s completely debilitating. I can’t remember feeling this crappy for this long. And – in my case – it also attacked my intestines early on. So there’s that. I think the antibiotic has helped – today was my last dose as it’s one of those 5-day long prescriptions, which makes it extra intense. I’m taking probiotics to counterbalance the side effects.

I’m feeling better by bits. This has left both of us feeling exhausted much of the time.

It’s hard to stay positive.

I’ve heard from a few people that they had much the same kind of thing and it lasted at least 3 weeks, if not more.

Our driveway is snow-covered as neither of us has the energy to shovel.

Don says he feels worse today. That’s the way this thing is, you feel like you might be turning a corner and then pow! You’re back where you started. I’m drinking tons of water and keeping hydrated, as is Don.

Anyway, there’s your update. I’m losing ad income because I’m not posting, but what can you do?

In spite of everything, Don managed to surprise me on Valentine’s Day:

He snuck them upstairs the day before V-Day (into the office) and I had no idea they were there. In fact, I had no idea it was Valentine’s Day. Aren’t they lovely?

Bless him.

This whole thing feels like we’ve been sent to some remote outpost where we have no idea what day it is or when we’ll feel better!

Tomorrow marks my 11th blogiversary. How can that be?

Happy Saturday.

I’m a little late with this today, but on top of everything else, I’m so out of it that I mistyped the password for the blog (twice) and locked myself out!

I did post on IG earlier. We’re still sick – both of us. I finally went to the doctor yesterday just to rule out pneumonia and bronchitis and I don’t have either. It’s just something that’s going around – the doctor said it lasts for about 2- 3 weeks. All I know is that I wouldn’t wish this on my worst enemy.

I started antibiotics, just in case they might help.

I’m completely wiped out. I’m coughing half the night. I don’t feel like eating much.

And to top it off, we’re getting a big snow event along with sleet and freezing rain. Since neither of us is capable of shoveling, and we know it’s going to warm up in a day or so, we’re just going to leave the snow and ice to melt.

I’ll be in and out on the blog, depending on how I feel.

Thanks, friends.

I apologize for being a sporadic blogger of late. This “whatever-it-is” is taking its own sweet time leaving my system. I’m definitely seeing progress but I don’t have a lot of energy. Still coughing, sneezing, etc., but the chest is clearing and that’s a good thing. Frankly, when it takes all morning and into the afternoon for me to begin to feel halfway decent, the last thing I want to do is take a picture and blog.

And now Don has come down with it. He’s feeling pretty yucky this morning and I’m going to try to muster the energy to take care of him, like he took care of me.

For the time being, the loveseat and trunk are in our storage locker. I had a negative emotional reaction to them the other day – quite a strong one. I don’t quite understand it, and I’m sick, of course, which must have an effect on my emotions, but I couldn’t get everything back in that trunk soon enough. I also couldn’t handle seeing the loveseat in the living room and not knowing where, if anywhere, I wanted to put it. Same with the trunk.

It’s interesting. I’ve known I would have to retrieve this stuff eventually, and I kept putting it off. Most of the stuff in the trunk is memorabilia from high school and college and my time as a camp counselor. None of it symbolized an unhappy memory. But I couldn’t stand looking at it. I tried to articulate it to my husband and he, being the incredibly wise man he is, stepped in and said he understood and did I want him to move them to storage for now?

Yes, I said. So he did just that yesterday and I felt a wave of relief. All of this has been in my friend’s basement since I moved away to go to graduate school, which would have been 1983. Why it’s triggering such strong feelings, I have no idea.

I almost didn’t share this with you but I knew you’d ask me where I decided to put things. So there’s your answer: in storage.

I did keep the Haviland china here. No negative reaction to that.

This is the Pink Roses pattern. It’s Haviland Limoges and it was made in France – at least, the serving pieces have those markings- the teacups are marked ‘Austria.’ I’ll have to do some research into Haviland patterns. Since this was my great grandmother’s set of dishes, it’s from the late 1880s – early 1890s. As with much of the Haviland pieces of the time, there’s a lot of gold on the handles and edges.

I’m going to try and clear a shelf in the china cabinet in the den and display them there, which means I’ll have to re-home some of my McCoy pieces.

Okay. That’s it for today.

Happy Tuesday.