Last night I managed to get the work I had to get done, done. I finished all my work at five this morning and went to bed (normal for me; I’m a night owl). Anyway, when I woke at 12:30 p.m., I didn’t feel as bad as I thought I would, but I still felt puny. Even though I felt puny, I had things to do this afternoon. I had to go grocery shopping (I hate grocery stores), and then after school let out, I had to pick my kids up at their dad’s house. I wasn’t looking forward to the day at all, but I thought I would do fine since I didn’t feel as bad as I had expected I would.
As the day progressed, I started feeling worse. My eyes watered so much it looked like I was crying. My nose stayed stuffy but didn’t run, thank God. My Asthma continued to act up, I walked around the stores constantly covering my mouth because I was coughing, and to top it all off, I stayed sleepy the whole day. Still, as I write this, it’s difficult to keep my eyes open and focused — got any tooth picks…lol… Nevertheless, I have to stay awake just a little longer, because I have to write and research one 1,700 word article, and then I can snuggle up to my hubby under the covers.
I’m thankful that I only have one article to do tonight, and the research is just Googling for events in Indiana. It should only take a few hours to get this done, and you can bet as soon as I finish it and send it to the client, I will be visiting dreamland!
Well, I’d better get to work, because it’s getting harder and harder to force my eyelids to stay open. [superemotions file=”icon_eek.gif” title=”EEK”]