The one thing good about both being sick is that you are not worried about getting the other one sick, or about one person being bored while the other wants to do nothing. I was very thankful that Mom and Dad were gone; they had talked about coming home sooner than Tuesday if the weather was rainy (which it was) so we sent them an email telling them even if it was dreary they probably didn’t want to come back to the small studio that already housed two sniffly people.
And so we spent the day listening to the rain, blowing our noses, and looking through Alan’s photos of Paris. I meant to blog, and to get Alan to write about Paris, but neither of us was up for it.
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