Last week I mentioned that I thought I was starting with a cold. I was right. A week of dealing with a sore throat that morphed into a head cold and I thought I might escape the dreaded chest cold. Nope. Not this time. Got up yesterday morning with a nasty cough. This time I jumped on it and saw the Nurse Practitioner who, because of my immunity deficiency that makes me more vulnerable to upper respiratory infections, prescribed an antibiotic. And none of that sissy stuff - the hard core one that works. An immunity issue and the fact that I am allergic to many antibiotics - not a great combination. Yeah me.
Been working on trying to organize, purge, clean things around the house. I started by tackling several bookshelves that are in the basement. They had become a dumping ground for not only books, but anything else that made it to the basement with out a home. Some major organizing of books, weeding through junk and actually putting some things away and that corner is looking better - not perfect yet, but much better. I'm thinking that this will be a year long project in which success will be measured in inches and not yards.
Trees still need to be put away although they are devoid of decoration. While I am looking forward to getting the house put back together, there is that little part of me that will miss them. Oh well, only 10 more months and they will return.