When I catch the bastard who made me sick I am going to choke him.
Sunday night it hit me like a tons of bricks- sore throat, stuffy nose, chills, aches and pains. I tried to go to the posh club yesterday, and thankfully the stretcher spaced on me and didn't show up. I didn't have the energy. Today I called in sick to the weight loss contest workout, and I've pretty much spent the last 7 hours since dropping the kids off to school wondering how to stay awake long enough so that I can go to bed on the early side, but not so early that I wake up in the middle of the night thinking I've had a refreshing nap. I would have liked a little nappy poo today, but I am so afraid of sleeping through the whole day and never waking up in time for stuff.
Which never really happened, because religious school was cancelled due to bad road conditions since it's been icing and slushing all day here. I had the evening car pool so technically I wasn't going to see Josh until 6PM anyway, but there was a good chance that I could have slept that long and something tells me that if Matt and Evan came home from school and I was passed out in my bed sleeping the two of them would just carry on and I could sleep forever, like Sleeping Beauty, until 3AM that is, because it seems like 3AM is my new favorite time to startle wake and not be able to fall back to sleep. Have I mentioned how much I adore getting older?
Also, we are in store for another possible storm. The neighbor told me we can expect 8 inches of snow tomorrow, but according to weatherbug it is going to be mostly sleet and freezing rain. Anyone who tells me they love winter is going to get a slap!
Also, I was wondering if anyone knows if it is possible that a house covered in icicles could make an icicle related sound that sounds kind of like there is a single goose lying wounded on the roof weakly honking out for help. Because if icicles can't make that sound, then hold me I'm scared.
Now I am smiling!
Posted by: The Editor | February 03, 2011 at 06:16 AM
The "I am smiling" comment posted on the wrong piece...typical....so I am not smiling at your cold, I am smiling about your 20th anniversary date story.
Posted by: The Editor | February 03, 2011 at 06:18 AM