Don’t tell anyone, but I escaped. After another week of the entire household being sick, I broke free and ran away. Joined the circus. Found my bliss.
Okay, so maybe I’m sitting at a coffee shop 5 minutes away from my house while the kids’ grandmother watches them, but it sure feels like freedom. And this arctic mint hot chocolate I’m sipping doesn’t hurt. (Seriously, East Nashville, have you seen Sip’s menu of hot chocolates from around the world? Yum!)
