I'm not ill very often, so why is it then that I could get a cold any day of the year, but it has to come for the bank holiday weekend?
Actually, it started on Wednesday and today is the first day that I've started to feel any better. It's really knocked me off my feet with the sore throat, runny nose, sore eyes and achey muscles, though I've had to carry on with all the household chores as you do when you're a wife and mum.
We hadn't planned to do anything this weekend. Mick was supposed to be playing cricket yesterday but the match was cancelled as the pitch was waterlogged. It allowed him an extra day to get Daniel's bedroom decorated. We've had the walls plastered as they've been papered before, so now we can just paint them. The carpet's being fitted next weekend. We're in a rush to get it done before Daniel tells us he wants to come home from university for the weekend again.
Eleanor's pleased that she's got a break from her exams at the moment, the next one isn't until next Monday. She's given the revision a rest this weekend, and yesterday she met up with a friend and they went clothes shopping in Leeds. It's the first time she's seen friends outside school since her GCSEs started, she's been non stop revising so it's nice for her to have a bit of a break, though I'm sure she'll soon be back to it as she's still got five more exams to come.
I'm having a rest this weekend whilst I nurse this cold, though hopefully, I'm now on the mend. I think an afternoon in front of the tv with my crochet is called for.