Well, everything seems to be back to normal now. The kids are pretty much better, and so am I, for the most part. I still have sinus issues, but I had that before I got the virus. It’s the dang weather that does that to me, I think. It’s January, and it’s likely to get up to 70 this week. That’s crazy! One week it snows, the next week you’re out in your shirt sleeves. Screws with my sinuses.

I finished East of Eden last night. It was such a good book. I could barely put it down. I love John Steinbeck. I am in awe of his writing talent. I liked the ending of this one, too. It was much more satisfying. The only book I have left to read is Cannery Row. I’m not sure if I’ll start it right away or not. After that, I’ll have to make another trip to the used bookstore, or I may go to the library. I don’t go to the library much, because of having to take the books back on time. It’s not like it’s hard to do, but sometimes it tends to be near impossible.

I’ve been so happy the last couple of days, on account of making a new friend. There’s something so simply…wonderful…about finding someone that you can relate to and that you like to share experiences with, and just talk about day to day things with. I’ve needed that for a long time. I hope it lasts this time.

Chris was supposed to be off today, but he’s working tonight. Too bad. We couldn’t have had an evening to ourselves, if had of been home. All of the overtime money is nice, though. I was hoping to talk him into filling up the hot tub, though. He’s been “meaning” to do it for months now. I doubt he will ever do it this winter. It sure would be nice, though.

I got Kyra the cutest little skirt yesterday at Walmart for five bucks. It was so cute. I can’t wait to see her wear it. I bought me a new skirt at Catos the other day. It’s blue jean, and really cute. I was in desperate need. My old ones weren’t fitting very well. I wish I could tell everyone that I bought a size four, but it would be kind of lame since I bought a different skirt the week before that was just a tad loose and was a size eight. I don’t know why people can’t get together and size everything the same. It would make things a lot simpler. Anyway, since being sick, I lost a pound. I weigh, right now, what I weighed when I got pregnant with Kyra. Too bad things don’t look the same as the did then. I have quite a way to go to that.

Hmmm. What else? Nothing I guess. I probably won’t do much of anything today. Same old, same old. I just might start that other book this evening, after all.