I haven’t done much running since I’ve been in England.

The first 2-3 days I was still recovering from a night without sleep and waking up in the morning 8 hours earlier than I’m used to.

And then I got sick.

I did manage two different jog/walks in there before I got too bad, but by Thursday afternoon, I felt like my head was squeezed between two of the Sarsen stones at Stonehenge. I tried to tell myself it was just spring allergies and that I was sneezing because of the acres and acres of flowers in bloom. And then I began to cough. So I’m sick.

I’ve felt a little less than normal everyday since I got on the plane in LA last week.

And through it all my sister-in-law has been amazing.

I haven’t been helping much with the cooking or laundry or dish washing. Nine people can produce a lot of dirty dishes and muddy socks. When we got back from our day trip yesterday (I’ll post pictures of Stonehenge and Warwick Castle later), she had washed and changed our sheets, folded our clothes and cleaned the house.

Maybe tomorrow I’ll feel more up to running or washing the dishes, but until then I’ll just thank Tiffany for taking care of me.