It's been that kind of week

Poor Duke with his ouchy leg and his 'cone of shame.' His predicament is a perfect indicator of the week I've had here. The chaos of painting and switching the bedrooms, my bedroom drapes destroyed in the washer (drapes that determined the new color of the walls and the bed we bought), a certain event that happened last week, and this cold and cough of mine that has been lolling about for now three weeks and is settled into my sinuses. But by God's grace, no one else caught it from me. Here's to better days!