Die Germs, Die!

I have been congested, cranky and cooped up in the house for the past few days battling a cold, but this morning, I finally broke free. My day went something like this:

Clean kitchen

Eat lunch with friend

Purchase toothbrush refills (I have to change out the toothbrush when I've been sick!)

Shop for groceries

Finish Laundry

Vacuum

Cook supper

Enjoy an evening with my husband

It's funny how mundane tasks can become such a pleasure after feeling sick. Being in the company of my husband and/or friends is never a mundane task, but the rest of the list I would hardly categorize as overly exciting during a healthy week. Thankfully, my friend didn't mind going out with someone that sounded as though she might be a walking Petri dish. I truly am on the road to recovery even though I may not sound great. With clean sheets on the bed, vacuumed floors and bleached countertops and doorknobs, I somehow feel like the germs know they are not going to succeed. They will inhale the bleach fumes and die a bitter death! Die germs, die!