Not literally, well not right now anyway, last week I was. The cutest baby in Hawaii got me sick. I knew he was a big ball of germs but I didn't care. Too cute not to cuddle.
I'm sick because I am craving my heat gun and paint scraper. I actually want to take all the furniture out of my bedroom and get to it. I have 2 more rooms to go and I'm finished with the baseboards and jams.
As soon as the days get a little longer I'm going for it.
Told you I'm sick.