Last week I felt like I moved a mountain, one shovelful at a time.
I was pretty proud of myself for surviving all the demands and surprises, until I looked in the mirror and noticed my garment top has been on backwards since I put it on yesterday morning.
That got me thinking...
By Saturday, I took a double dose of anxiety pills. By Sunday, I forgot to take my normal meds.
Monday has brought a sore throat and monster headache. And I didn't even get up to send the kids off to school (thanks, Jesse!)
I think last week won.
So, I'm just going to take a cue from my dog and lie down comatose on the couch for a while. Maybe that will help. :)
Just don't expect much if you wake me up...
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