Renewal?

Well, I completely cleaned my kitchen and dining room.  My stovetop is sparkling, the kitchen floor has been scrubbed by hand, all of the cabinet doors are wiped down, and the kitchen table has been thoroughly Endusted.  Rock on.  I also vaccuumed the living room.  Party. 
I haven't seen Wayne since Friday.  Well, I saw him Sunday but he sort of wants me to forget that I saw him stumble around in sweats that he'd been wearing for two days with no shower or shaving during either those days.  He pretended to be so horrified, but he still looked totally hot.  Now THAT is a good dad, to be that sick and drag himself out of his apartment to take his kid to a park and call me and offer to pick mine up, too.  He thinks he is starting to get better, he told me that when he called me at 6:30 to tell me he was going to bed.
I'm finally getting better.  Sarah brought me a Zpack last night and I took the first two doses last night and the third today.  Already, the throbbing in my cheeks is gone and my snot is clear and doesn't have blood in it anymore.  I may win that Miss America pageant after all.  Except for the giant recurring monthly zit I get each month on the side of my chin, it may ruin my chances.  But I'm sure my talents will win the hearts of the judges:  I can play the xylophone, snare drum, and wiggle my ears.  I have a great Katie Perry imitation, too since the Firework song came out.  It scares the living bejeezus out of Shelby, it's awesome.
I feel alot better now that I am getting a handle on this house, my mood is starting to pick back up again.  It's the little things.
Valentine's day turned out to be pretty good.  We had a pitch in at work and I ate until I burst.  One of my coworkers gave us all little valentines and Fun Dip candy.  Then I got to my mom's and she had bought me a bunch of new clothes and cooked me steak and we had cake with hearts on it!
The woman coming in for the Valentine's day ride couldn't make it, she has pneumonia.  Our director called and offered to bring one of the miniature horses over to her house but she wants to reschedule her ride, and swears she is going to get to do it.  The program coordinator pretty much told her to call anytime, we would make it happen no matter what.  I am so glad she wants to reschedule, that she still wants to make this happen and hasn't given up.
Hopefully I'll get my funny back.  I'm seeing the light at the end of the tunnel, thanks to a woman who isn't giving up on her ride and a little spring cleaning.