too good to be true

Today my coworker agreed to take over my Sunday shifts, permanently. That would mean that for the first time in 3 years I would have full weekends free like a normal person. Of course I would still do kids parties, which are the reason I would be able to lose my Sunday shift in the first place. I'm getting asked to do a lot of them and as long as I have at least 2 a month I cover what I would be making on Sundays. If I didn't have to turn down all the Sunday ones, I'd probably come out on top. And my coworker is always looking to pick up work, so it was going to be great for both of us. I was very excited. Then I got an email from our boss saying that it's not going to work out because it would give him too many regular shifts. Total bummer.

Tomorrow night we have big plans for a joint birthday party for me and Ben. We're both turning 25 this month and this is supposed to be the big 50th birthday bash. Get it? We have invited a ton of people to our tiny house. I've been really excited about it since I love throwing parties and we could never have one in our old place. We talked a little about having a joint party two years ago which we then decided not to do after a big fight. Then I was going to have a birthday party at my friend's place and he ended up cancelling at the last minute. Last year we didn't even try to have a party and our birthdays didn't run so smoothly. This was gonna be the year.

Ben has been home for two days with the flu. He still had a fever when he went to bed tonight. Even if he's feeling better tomorrow.... Should we call off the party? He didn't have a fever for most of the day and then it came back around 4 today. If he has a fever in the morning how long should we wait to start calling people? If he doesn't have one tomorrow, and is feeling better.... Should we still have our friends over to our house? If I try to disinfect everything.... If he's better by lunchtime, by afternoon....

It would be really bad if he is sick in London. It will also be really bad if I am sick in London. I know he should really lie low. I probably should too, but I was so excited for this party. I have tried hard to help Ben get better. I bought him lots of soup and tea and ecchinacea and zinc and vitamin C, and I changed the sheets, and I set up the humidifier, and I drove him to the doctor during my break at work. I even gave him my jingle bells to ring when I went upstairs. I hope he feels better soon.

The last time Ben was sick with a fever was when he had walking pneumonia.... at my college graduation. Something about parties for me seems to sicken him I guess. In all seriousness, I know he feels terrible and it's not his fault, but man, what a drag.