I suppose it was inevitable
John has been sick for several days now (a week?), and I have felt fine. I should have known my days were numbered. Tonight I could feel a sinus headache starting and my throat feels a little scratchy and please PLEASE I don’t want to be sick.
So I took a steamy shower and I’m in bed before 8, hoping to get real sleep. Maybe I can head it off. I’m writing this on my phone because no way am I going back downstairs to get my laptop.
The rest of the horseback riding story will have to wait.