The Hopewell House

This morning I woke up with my eye swollen shut.

I decided that in this instance is was probably a probable cause for a trip to see the doctor.

Needless to say, an hour later I was diagnosed with pink eye and sent away with eye drops.

So now I'm holed up in my house all day, highly contagious and watching Netflix.

Jake is keeping a six foot distance from me, confining himself to his room AKA nap time and the dogs are driving me absolutely crazy in their excitement that I am home for the entire day.

The dogs don't care if I have a freaky swollen eye or the fact that I am highly contaminated. 

They just want to run around and play.

The day kind of sucks, especially because this is not the kind of stay-at-home type of day that I would usually enjoy, but at least it gives me an opportunity to catch up on homework and the sleep I missed from my lovely swollen eye.

Oh Pink Eye, how I loathe thee.