Ooof
Well, in addition to the weakness sickness, an intestinal disorder of some kind attacked at four in the morning last night. Excellent. Alex happened to be up too, so I could at least take care of him. Meanwhile, the stack of things that I need to do at work is reaching a critical level. Today, my office has been the bathroom, and it has taken all my energy to foce down some bread and brew countless cups of tea.
It started snowing quite hard again:
Someone call Monsieur Plow!
