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Not so far. My husband caught a cold.

Daily writing prompt
Was today typical?

That means he woke up on the sofa. (He refused to budge last night when I tried to convince him the bed would be more comfortable.) When he did get up this morning I followed him around with a thermometer until he put it under his tongue. Almost normal temp. He’s now at his desk drinking tea with honey and lemon and waving off my attempts to administer aspirin. Our delighted cat, usually warming herself by the radiator at this hour, is half buried in the deep nest of blankets and pillows left behind on the couch.


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