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   I am so sick of being sick, I stay here and cough, and sneeze, wheeze, and just plain want to go back to bed and hide my head.  But then if I do that it means I am giving into being sick!  I can’t lay down flat anyway, because I start coughing as soon as my head hits the pillow.  So as you can imagine I kind of look like the walking dead.  My eyes are red and puffy not to mention watering.   I hate being sick, I am going to the doctor tomorrow morning, so I made myself get up and get cleaned up, do my hair and put on clean clothing.  

I stripped the bed down and took all the sick sheets to the washing machine, and then proceeded to spray the bed down with Lysol.  As if that is going to kill the germs that  the old man  and I are sharing and swapping back and forth.  That is when I decided that I am spraying the old man down with Lysol when he gets home.  I will meet him on the porch with the wild berry Lysol and he is toast!  The bug he brought home is going to die this afternoon, and then I will feel better.

So with that already decided I proceeded to make the bed up with new sheets, all fresh and crisp.  Then I started to pick up all the stuff left laying around for the past couple of days, and got moving on stuff that had to be done.  Then I decided to Wash my Tennis Shoes, that is always entertaining.  I had 3 pair that needed to be washed, the one pair still had blood on them from when I worked at the Chicken Plant.  And I really liked those shoes, they were so comfortable and I know I ruined them when I wore them to that job. 

I had to wait until I got the other 2 pair dirty to be able to wash them all together.  You know the water consumption thing, and the green planet and all.  I couldn’t wash them in cold water though I had to use hot water to get the stains out.  I stand there and watch them get wet and sink, thinking cool this will work.   Not—they come back up to the surface and then I watch them get tossed around as the agitator does just that agitate them and bully them around.  They kept coming to the surface and I thought how in the world are they gonna get clean?   So I stopped the washer and took the time to push each one down into the water with no mercy!  Each filled up with water and sunk to the bottom and I thought I had it under control, which would be the only good thing to happen today. 

I started the machine back up, already exhausted from the activity.  You know I am sick so I am feeling pretty puny.  And this activity made me break a sweat, drowning your sneakers should be an event with cheerleaders involved. With them now sopping wet,  the machine did it’s thing and I then put them into the dryer!  LOL my dog started growling, she must have thought someone was breaking in.  She started to bark, and the hair went up on her neck.  The racket they made inside the dryer was actually loud and  I cringed.  But you know it is hard to get those sneakers to stay in the dryer when there are more than 2.  I had 6 of them inside the dryer just banging and opening the door, trying to get out.  So I got out the Duct Tape and ripped 2 medium length strips and proceeded to tape the door shut.

It worked good enough to allow my sneakers to get dry, now I will have nice clean shoes to go to the doctors. But I do realize how bad this is that washing my tennies was the most eventful, entertaining thing that happened Monday.  So the next time you or your children are sickly, try entertaining your self or them by washing the tennies .  And don’t forget the Duct Tape.   Hope I made you giggle! 

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