So.
I got the flu.
It sounds so ordinary, but it's not.
IT"S NOT!
I spent more than 24hrs in my bed. If you breath you might hack up a lung. I might have been a little bit delirious. Maybe. Cause I swear I heard Will say I had too many fat rolls...he claims he was telling me the rolls from dinner were gone....we may never know.
I admit I wasn't quite following all conversation at all times.
I got out of bed sometime today. Only to want to crawl right back into it and pull the covers over my head after seeing the house. Except I'm so tired of being in my bed. It's one thing if you get out of bed ready to conquer...something, but something entirely different when you are dizzy and can barely sit up straight.
I should have known.
And yes, that is the smell of burnt popcorn saturating everything in the house.
And why yes, I did clean up a little by sitting on the floor and grabbing everything in reach and shoving it into a garbage bag. Too bad so sad. But then we forgot to take the dumpster to the street. So it's already overflowing. How can I throw everyone's stuff away when the garbage can is overflowing! Why didn't someone tell me it was Monday! When did it turn Monday!?
Everything is blurry. Did we have Christmas? Oh right, I already took everything down and packed it away in the shed. Christmas Is Over around here. Santa brought me the Flu. Is that the new coal?
Did I mention I took NyQuil? That's a low for me. I took it all day and all night until I gagged just at the thought. Calm down...as directed...I'm married to a Pharmacist...not 8:20pm...8:30pm. I love my husband. Did I mention I never have to refill or pick up any prescriptions? That only comes with the premium package;)
Somehow I must make my house look like it is usually clean and organized by Friday morning. Cause that is when my Peeps are finally coming to visit me. Oh I can't even tell you how much I love my Peeps. But they would never believe I live here. I lost Betty Crocker. I have work to do and I can't do iiiitttttt! That's me whining. Maybe I should just make a to do list for my Family, they Get. Stuff. Done.
First I should probably go back to bed before Will finds out that I am sharing in my delirium.
