Not a good week

Yesterday, it seemed like everybody in the house was finally feeling better. Franny went to work and the Mizz went to daycare. Although I wasn't as bad off as either of them, I was pretty much feeling better too, but I started going downhill when I got home from work. I ended up going to bed by 8:30 and later found out that I apparently picked up Franny's stomach bug. I thought we were in the clear, but now it looks like this won't be much of a weekend. Half a sleeve of crackers and one soda later, I guess I'm a little better, but pretty tired and weak. Judging by Franny, I might be in better shape by Monday.