See this empty box of tissues?
It was brand new 24 hours ago. Yep, I'm sick. Yesterday morning my to-do list looked like this:
-make strawberry bread
-grate and freeze cheese (to replace the cheese lost during the power outage)
By noon my to-do list looked like this:
-Do not die
It's not like I wanted to accomplish anything yesterday anyway. Who needs a clean apartment? I was looking forward to spending the day in bed, going through tissues like crazy. And, of course, now that it is Sunday, I am feeling a little better which means I will be able to go to work tomorrow (It also means the drugs are working!). I was hoping it was the flu (Hello,weight loss!), but I think it is just a pesky cold/sinus infection. I rarely get sick, but when I do, it always seems to happen on the weekend. It's as if my body hates me. Oh well. It's back to bed for me. I'm going to need my strength for work tomorrow; oh, and another box of tissues!