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Paranoid much?

It's so nice to have my health back. I feel like a new person. My energy level is back to normal and I'm sleeping through the night. My house is slowly, but surely coming back into order. I'm still paranoid about getting the flu and even though it's been SO nice to be out and about, as soon as I get home I wash my hands and pray that we didn't pick anything up. I don't think I would be this paranoid if we hadn't gone through 3 weeks of hell...I mean sickness. I can't imagine adding the flu to the mix. Please God, protect us! 

On Saturday, my husband gifted me an afternoon to myself at the mall. I was so excited. I had been housebound for such a long time. I enjoyed being able to shop the awesome new year clearance, take my time and try on clothes without having to hurry, hurry, hurry. I scored some amazing deals. But, as soon as I got home, I plopped my loot on the floor and went up and took a shower, throwing the clothes I wore to the mall in the hamper. Yep, paranoid is the correct word to describe me. Yesterday we went to Walmart. Enough said. And today Miles had his 9 month checkup at the clinic (only a few weeks late). Again, enough said. Germs are everywhere and I'm slowly but surely coming around to the mindset of being okay with that. Praying and trusting. Praying and trusting. That's all I can do. Well, that and washing hands, taking vitamins and boosting our immune systems. It's all good.

I miss my friends and family. The ones far from us and the ones near. Keeping our distance while being sick has been so hard. We've missed out on a lot and had to cancel quite a few activities - including 2 date nights to go see The Hobbit. I will see that movie in the theater...I will! Curse of The Hobbit. Hopefully this will be the week we can resume regular living. I'm hoping so.

So yes, no rhyme or reason for this post, only to say that it's good to be back. I'm grateful for health and I'm looking forward to this week. Now if only it would warm up outside. I'm kinda over negative digits - isn't it Springtime yet?! No? Harumph.

P.S.
Lately, I've been in the shopping....and selling mode. I'm loving Poshmark. Such a convenient way to shop and sell. Here's a link for you to take a peek or follow my closet. Happy shopping!

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