The last two days I’ve been sick and tired, literally. We had a busy Friday and Saturday night, and I thought I was just sore from the weekend. Then I noticed it felt like my skin hurt. That first sign your getting sick before the real symptoms set in, leaving you question if it’s real or not.
As the day progressed on Sunday it got worse. For the last 2 days, I’ve been exhausted and battling to keep my temperature down. I’m hot and cold depending on when the pain reliever hits. I managed to work today but it was a struggle.
The kids are on their own scrounging for dinner. Don’t get me wrong, we do have food and no one is starving over here. But they have to step it up and for the most part they do. I hate that I don’t have Tony here to help and step in. It’s another reality of being the only parent in the house.
This morning, I woke the kids up by dropping in on their Alexa devices instead of getting up. I was glued to my bed, but they still got up and out the door.
So not surprising, I don’t have any transformative wisdom here for you today. Just know, that when you are sick and tired, you are not alone.
