The reservations. The dinner. The babysitter. The going out after dinner. The drinking and dancing. The cocktails. All cancelled.
Instead, I will be sitting my sick ass at home eating thawed-out leftover soup and coughing and trying to keep my head from exploding and covering my walls with phlegm.
And the four-year-old? She doesn't understand what "Mommy is sick" means, apparently. I want to crawl in a hole and die.
2 comments:
Well, crap. That sucks. The good news is that if it's a virus and not allergies, maybe it'll go away sometime before, you know, MARCH.
Feel better soon, you!
Oh no - that DOES suck! I'm so sorry. At least you have fabulous hair, though. Does that help?
Feel better soon...
My word verification is "subcube" which seems fitting.
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