…you need a specific pair of socks to get out of the house. And I should mention that the socks I needed this morning don’t even match my clothes. But I was feeling so puny that I needed my pink squiggly socks to get me through the day.
I had a scratchy throat yesterday that clued me in to the possibility of a sickness, but I really thought I’d avoid it since I’ve had at least one round of cold/flu crap this season. And then last night as I was getting the kids ready for bed it hit me. I laid down in bed while No. 2 was in the shower and stayed there all night–in my clothes, mind you. The sheets had been washed earlier in the day and The Mr. said I wouldn’t even get up to help him put the clean sheets on the bed.
Fortunately, my sugars aren’t really being affected. I’m on day 4 of my site, had cereal for breakfast and chocolate chip cookies for “snack” and I’m doing really well. (Yes, I’m feeling so rotten that I had to totally deter from my regular meals by eating Frosted Flakes and Grandma’s Cookies.) Also fortunate–especially since I got absolutely nothing accomplished last night, which made tonight’s To-Do List twice as long–is that I’m feeling better as the day goes on.
