Like a boyscout

Today I woke up feeling rough. I’m not sure if my immune system responded to yesterday’s mistakes by feeling sorry for itself, but whatever the cause, I certainly couldn’t go to clinicals and handle tiny humans today. No germs for two-hour-old people.
So, instead I am going to be prepared for the rest of the week. Best friend Lindsey arrives tonight and sister arrives tomorrow and I need to get myself set up for success. I’m going to clean this place up, attack the school books, and look up some recipes that actually taste good.

Always be prepared.

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