To paraphrase Professor Kingsfield, "You come in here with a skull full of mush and, if you survive, you leave thinking like a CAD guru... with a skull full of mush."
Here it is only 8:30 am, and my brain started out the day feeling like mush. Granted it is Monday, but this is not a good sign.
Need my vacation to start!
Turns out it wasn't ISOGEN *hackhackhackSNOOOORK*. I hate being sick...
I'm absolutely exhausted from the weekend. My DH was sicker than a dog the whole time, and it's a fun juggle cooking and cleaning and keeping the kids away from Daddy while he's busy being miserable... oh, yeah, and a 2 1/2 hour conference call, which I had to keep muting throughout because of the little ones (not that my kids aren't just adorable, because they are, it just interrupts the flow of the meeting, ya know?).
Between his coughing, snoring and other noises, I didn't sleep very well either night. That lucky dog had naps during the day, but, Mummy didn't get any. ~sighs~
I hope he's feeling better tonight, because I have work to do that I was supposed to finish up this past weekend.
Oh, and don't let me forget to stop for soup on the way (and buns... he may be having soup, but, I'm having a bacon-cheeseburger).