Scott is sick. Sick, sick, sick. Swine Flue sick. I greased every door knob, light fixture, and handle down yesterday with disinfectant. I Purel my hands after scrubbing them vigorously every 5 minutes. I slept alone on the couch last night to avoid getting it. Slowly the symptoms are appearing in me as well though I think. Matt and Nici are here this weekend visiting from South Dakota and Matt is not doing too well either.
So we, the diligent, caring wives, are filling our holiday reading our books and nursing our sick husbands. Happy Labor Day everyone!
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