The best plans ...
..don't survive contact with the enemy. I had planned to clean out the basement in preparation of the start of construction on Tuesday and to make a couple of trips to the landfill. These plans unraveled with Connor getting sick, waking up @ 1:30 AM. Lisa stayed up with him until 4:00 AM, when I took over until almost 8:00 AM. By that time I was getting sick as well. Connor slept for a few hours and I took a nap as well, but I am still feeling like crap. I guess cleanup is postponed until tomorrow.
Labels: Connor, me
