Guerilla weekend

It's not that we had planned a busy weekend or anything, but our poor little Wolfie has been poorly since yesterday night. Because of this, a lot of normal weekend activities, whether they are chores or pleasant ones, will have to wait. So we are not doing much except staying home and looking for him. It got us all quite tired. In moments like this, I feel like in a guerilla: the smallest thing such as feeding, washing or cleaning becomes quite a challenge when you have to make sure you don't disturb a little boy resting (and surprisingly quiet). And like in a guerilla, most of our time is spent waiting.