Stomach Flu

My daughter and I are home for day 2 of Stomach Flu-appalooza. It’s awesome. I should sell tickets. She vomits while I stress about work that is not getting done, work that is not do-able from home. She napped for an hour and I whipped up a pair of pajama pants on my sewing machine. That is serious nervous energy. I don’t normally sew.

We also watched the DVD of the musical Cats, and I contemplated bleak possibilities for my future. Ones where I have no job or income and end up one of those people with a cardboard sign on highway exit, or worse, having to go back to practicing law.

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