What a week!
My sister came home to visit from Australia, where she is doing an "art evangelism" YWAM course.
But then Grandma died, age 93.
I got food poisoning and, that night, replaced sleep with vomiting.
The next day I replaced being awake with sleeping (so wasted I couldn't even drink).
Then I had the funeral where people said, "You look terrible" for a multiplicity of reasons.
Then my sister left again, back to stupid ol' Perth.
Then I had another day recovering from the food poisoning (at least I could eat and drink now!) where I felt like a diabetic; whenever I stopped eating and keeping my bloodsugar levels up I started to feel like I had just downed two beers.
Then I went to the airport and waited a million years for a delayed flight for girl who I had never met before.
But now I'm feeling better... seriously :)