All is better.
No new additions to the barfy list today. BTW - my spell checker hates the word barfy.
Rand & I both stayed home yesterday. He was feeling much better. I have had a migraine every day since this all started. Most food is still not my friend. Ryan's chicken soup, oatmeal, and saltines are all safe.
I was still "iffy" about today. I made it. My supervisor had pity on me and let me do the less physical jobs and I made it for the whole 8 hours. I'm beat. I have tomorrow off (only because I was supposed to work last weekend). Nobody asked me to come in or even if I wanted to make up lost hours; and I didn't volunteer.

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Rob & Megan are funny this week.
My dog clippers died and I wasn't done with the dog.
(she's still pretty - I finished with shears)
We have two trees down. One to go.
I'm hiding in the basement. Mormons are canvassing the neighborhood and I am not in the mood. Too close to the anniversary.
The folks are headed to Texas for the New Year. Hey Bro.
Eric is doing a wonderful job of earning brownie points.