A quiet house, and I am willing to concede.

Everyone in the house except me is at church. Well, for 10 more minutes anyway. I skipped. My right eye has been really bothering me, and besides, I didn't like feeling like a leper at church on Friday night. All the kids point it out and people stare. It's uncomfortable.

Also, a totally quiet house seemed to tempting an offer to pass up.

I am ready to concede that I might have some sort of "situation" with my right eye other than pink eye. It's actually improving steadily, but it still hurts quite a bit and is still pretty red. I claim this is day 8 since it started last Sunday, but Nick says no, it's only day 7 because we need to count it in 24 hour chunks and only 7 entire 24 hour periods have passed.

The way I see it I have had symptoms:
Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday and Sunday (again.) To ME, that's eight days. And since it's my eye, I think I win.


So-- I guess I am going to see if I can get it looked at today or tomorrow. (We leave to go home Tuesday, so if I can't before then, it's not really that big of a deal.) I just am really hoping they let me on the plane.