Filthy
True to form, life never goes quite like I expect it to. This morning, Autumn told me her throat and head were hurting. I checked her temperature: 99.8. AH! Now the great debate whether to send her to school. I told her that after I ran, I would come up to the school and check on her. I drove over to the trail head, but I just could not justify (or come up with the energy) 11 miles. I called the doctor's office and got the girl an appointment to get her throat swabbed. I picked Autumn up and took her over to Iris. She tested negative for strep. Actually, once I got to the school, Autumn did not look quite so bad anymore. I took her back to school. I did some studying. Some writing. Some lawn mowing. Some cleaning of the backyard. The raccoon's left a mess for me to clean up on the back porch. I also attempted to clean out the pool, but man, that was more work than I was expecting. I'm kind of freaking out about this message I got from t...