I don't have much to talk about today. For the last four days, I've had the flu. A really bad bout. I started feeling really bad last Saturday at work. I asked to go home after about three hours of feeling queasy. I stopped on the way and bought a Sprite to settle my stomach. By the time I made the ten mile drive home, I was vomiting. And it went on for hours, clear into Sunday afternoon. I don't remember feeling that bad for years. When I went out in the afternoon yesterday to change the animals' water, it took every ounce of strength and stamina I could muster.
The point of all this?
I haven't written in days. I have a lot to do, too.
I have revisions for Rodeo Man. I have three stories I'm working on. And I participated in a blog hop over the weekend. I need to get those prizes out.
I hope I stay healthy for the rest of the winter. I hope this was my one big illness of the year. Fingers would crossed, but I need to write!