I ab a old.
My eyes are all gucky. My ears and nose are clogged.
My head feels like it weighs ten pounds.
I want to lie down and relax but I can't stop sneezing.
I plan on taking it easy today but first I need to take the cat in for dental surgery, tidy up the kitchen, put gas in the car, throw over the laundry, grocery shop, type up, proof and send a school e-mail and shovel the driveway. I also need to take and pick up my three kids from school and then take them to math class, swimming, piano and hockey tonight.
Somewhere today I will also take a call from my hubby, who is working on the west coast this week, who will mention that I sound kinda funny and then will completely forget about it until he calls again – and I still sound funny.
It's just a cold. It's not bad enough for me to shut everything down.
All I probably need is a kiss on the forehead, an afternoon on the sofa wrapped in a blanket watching cartoons with someone to come along once in a while to check me for a temperature and to try to get me to eat some soup.
That's what I need.
But it's the Mom that does that.
And that would be uh, me.
Hmmm. I guess I'd better go look for a can opener.
And crackers. I like crackers in my soup.