Everyone here is sick…

Everyone here is sick with bad colds; I thought the children would be staying home today. But despite yesterday's misery, they woke up bright-eyed and bushy-tailed, and danced off to school, which gives me hope that I may be better by tomorrow. Today, though, a miserable head-cold feels like a jackhammer in my skull, so no class for me. I barely managed to drop the kids off at school; was so dizzy at one point that I thought I might pass out. (Dizzy walking, not driving. More specifically, bending over to pick up Anand.) Luckily, the timing is good for my courses; I assigned them some work that should get them through to Tuesday without losing much time.

Sadly, I can't just sleep all day, which is what my body would like -- I'm leaving to visit Jed and attend FogCon tomorrow (just a brief three-day trip), and I have a massive pile of paperwork to deal with first. Also, my house is a disaster, again, and I feel compelled to at least attempt minimal clean-up, even though I know that with Kevin having the kids alone for three days, it'll likely be in even worse shape by Sunday night when I return. Foolish compulsions.

All that said, life is still basically good here. Spring keeps poking its head around the window (and then ducking back), and I have some hopes that it will actually arrive for good next week. The children play with each other more. My house has doors now (at least some of them), and stain on the kids' floor. Day by day, it's looking more like someplace a family could actually live. Yesterday I spent three hours unpacking and repacking lighting and have finally figured out how many ceiling flush mounts I need to buy. (Lots.)

The painters have started scraping the exterior, on days when it isn't snowing. We've finalized two of the exterior colors -- Downpour Blue for the body, Blackberry Wine for the casing trim, and my painter has undertaken to find me a nice spring green for accent (along with a dark red), since all my efforts have come to naught. Thank god it's in someone else's hands now. New move-in date is somewhere between April 15 - May 1, and we've started (slowly) packing up boxes and taking them over.

Now if Wisconsin's governor and Republicans could just return to sanity, all might actually be well.

"All that serves labor serves the nation. All that harms is treason. If a man tells you he trusts America, yet fears labor, he is a fool. There is no America without labor, and to fleece the one is to rob the other."

-Abraham Lincoln