Image via Wikipedia

I started the day by calling my mom in Chattanooga, to find out she is sick as a dog. (Where did that saying come from anyway?) She sounds like she has a wicked cold. Hopefully they can give her something to make her feel better and get well soon.

That was followed by a day of true monotony. I’m trying to complete a site move at work; moving an internal website from Sharepoint WSS 2 to our WSS 3 intranet site. Because of the way the site was originally designed, it can’t be migrated automatically. The only way to do this is manually rebuild it all on the new site. Necessary, but mind-numbingly boring. On the up side, it does give me a chance to listen to the TONS of podcasts I’ve got downloaded to iTunes but haven’t gotten to hear yet.

Then I came home to find out my five-year-old son has sore throat and headache. No fever. Keeping my fingers crossed. He just started kindergarten last week, so this was a little expected. But we were hoping we might be spared. When he started preschool last year, we spend nearly six months passing illnesses back and forth around the family. He came home with a new bug every other week and at least one person in our family was sick for six months straight. Yikes! Seems like we just got over that and here we go again.