The ick has lifted more or less at Casa Diggs. Aside from some coughing and nose-blowing, Audrey and Isaac are playing at nearly normal levels. I took them out for Indian food for lunch to fill wake up their tastebuds and fill them up nicely. I must admit, I was pretty pleased to have someone else do the cooking and cleaning too.
So my big sister is coming for a short visit. She argued that I should suck it up and stay in a loveless marriage indefinitely. I ranted a bit more and she relented, but we'll see what discussions we have in real life. Probably not much, to be honest, as her teenage daughter is usually attached at the hip during their visits. And that will be fine. I've got a therapist if I want to discuss my mess.
I'll be taking them to yoga in the morning. Sister is very competetive and she'll try to outdo me despite my nine years of practice versus her zero. I will have to be very cautious to make my practice my own and let her fuss within her own head. I'm a bit competetive myself -- especially around her. I can only guess that's the case for many siblings.
Okay, so I'm off to bed. I have a big day ahead of me, after all. And I need to do all I can to keep the ick off of me.