I must have overdone it or something because yesterday's complaints are nothing compared to today's. I lay in bed half the day fighting nausea, muscle ache and a sore throat. I still feel lousy, almost lousy enough to call in tomorrow but not quite. This is a big week at our school because we start our mandated, standardized testing on Tuesday and it's serious stuff. I don't want to miss tomorrow because I want to preview the test and also do some last minute review with the kids but I could really use a day. I am keeping my fingers crossed that I will feel a lot better in the morning.
Today my husband pointed out that I almost always sick on Sundays. He said he knew why. I thought he was going to say it was because I was dreading the week but he surprised me. He said that I am doing too much on Saturdays and I need to slow down. He said I am doing two day's stuff in one day and I needed to just chill a little. I am glad he said this because I always feel guilty watching him do stuff around the house when I am doing little. I guess he would rather that I did less so I would have the energy for us to spend more time together. That sounds good because one of the things that was getting me down yesterday was how much my exhaustion has been getting in the way of me doing the things I really want to do. Next weekend I am going to try to be more mellow on Saturday to see if it helps.
Today I am grateful that my family has what we need, not just for survival but for actual comfort. I am grateful that I have a nice, warm, cozy bed to convalesce in when I feel bad.