On the road to recovery

I am finally on the road to recovery.  I was still feeling like crap yesterday and couldn't even enjoy church, but this morning I blew my nose and my ears popped and I can hear again.  It seems like I have been underwater for a week now, but I can hear the birds singing through my open window next to me.  It is a gorgeous, crisp, Florida winter morning.  My appaloosa is looking at me through the window wondering when I plan to come out and feed her.  What she doesn't know is, I have to run to the feed store this morning because I am completely out of sweet feed.  The house is so quiet, I have my second load of laundry in the washer (I am sure my septic tank is leaking a river).  My husband is going to call the septic people again today, I am getting sick of it.  I hate walking through sewage to get to the barn every morning!  At least when I go out there in the afternoon it has dried up, but in the morning after 4 showers, toilets flushing left and right and a couple loads of laundry, its a mess.  Well, I am going to get my butt up and get to the feed store.  Dreamer has now joined Mariah in watching me through the window.  They are making me feel guilty.  I can also hear the puppies squealing.  I'm a bad pet mom.  God bless all of you who pop in on my crazy life!