Let's talk about sickness for a minute. The kids and I were sick while cam was gone for Grandma King's funeral. Weeks later, I am just starting to see the light at the end of the tunnel. I think there's a possibility that we might reclaim some sense of normalcy. Maybe I'll cook regularly again. There's a sliver of hope that we'll be able to get clean clothes out of the closet instead of out of the heap on my bedroom floor. I have been so off. And that is all. Worst blog post of all time.