Okay, so sometimes I'm a tinsy bit dramatic. But it kinda feels like I am deathly ill.
As much as I tried to take it easy yesterday, it's really just quite impossible to host company and do so.
And today I'm paying the toll. Actually, I began paying last night--with horrible coughing fits that lasted for quite some time. Fun fun fun.
And then I couldn't get out of bed this morning. My dearest darlingest HH got up and took care of everything. My Joyful Moment was finally getting out of bed after 9:30 (I never sleep in that late) and eating delicious French toast made by my sweetie.
He really is the best.
Sadly, I was unable to make it to church today because I spent the whole day in bed. But I was able to sleep quite a bit, so I am optimistic that I will be able to turn the corner on this and stop being so whiny here.
In the meantime, thanks for reading anyway.
Wishing you all Joyful Moments that are far far away from the deathly ills!