Calling It A Day...

You know, sometimes you just have one of those days.  I've had a week of that.  Everyone in the house hacking and coughing and generally existing in a rather unpleasant malaise. The fever and chills coming and going.  The listless boredom that often accompanies colds and flues has taken a toll, and mostly on me.  I haven't been out of the house much in the last week, unless you count the trip to the grocery on Wednesday.  So today I was actually looking forward to getting out.  Mind you, volunteering to help the grade one's make it to and from swimming lessons wasn't exactly what I had in mind, but hey, it was an outing none-the-less.  So you can imagine my immense displeasure when I managed to hit another car while pulling out of a driveway this afternoon trying to get to the pool on time.  Granted, the car was in my blind spot AND it was the same colour as snow (meaning it was completely camouflaged).  Still, the fact remains that it was my fault.  

And everyone is still sick and whiney.  

Pour the wine, I'll call it.

6.40 pm - it's a day.