As I believe I have mentioned previously, I feel like I have been running around, like a chicken with its head cut off. Staying up way to late working on things and then arising way too early, (well earlier then I have in about a year), going to work and then trying to get things done when I come home. It seemed to be just like the dishes and the laundry being an insurmountable, never-ending obstacle. What does being so busy it’s hard to even just sit down and breathe for a moment equate? Well apparently, for me it equals getting a cold. A bad one. 10 am Monday morning I was fine, a little disgruntled because nightmares had plagued me the night before and I didn’t sleep very much, skip to 10 pm Monday night and you find me laying out on the couch not being able to breathe or move because I ache so bad, with hot and cold chills. TMI? Sorry, one more thing and then I am done I promise. That night I did not sleep either because I was so worried about work, and what to do and how to call in, so that when I finally was able to call and leave a message saying I feel terrible and won’t be able to come in, I zonked out until 11 am. I didn’t sleep longer because the
rude sun was shining in my window with its obnoxious beautiful rays. Over the past couple of days I have slowly started doing more and more, but really I only feel about 10% better. So hopefully, as I keep resting and relaxing, trying to let go that I really don’t have control over every little thing in my life, a lesson I’m sure my husband can’t wait for me to learn, I will recover entirely. Until then I’m hoping that you are feeling better than me!
Plums are Purple, and Snickers are Sweet,
From my family to yours…
Wishing you health and happiness!