I woke up last night around 10:30, on the sofa, sweating my ass off. And I felt like my normal self. So either I'd recovered from puking, or whatever nastiness had entered my system had finally found the exit. Either way, I was grateful.
I woke up this morning ready to kick ass and take names. And pissed that I lost a whole damn day of my weekend to being puny. Hmph.
Now I'm perusing the Target ad and wondering if I can feed the four of us for the next 15 days on $250...
I have sewing to do, laundry, cooking, grocery shopping. I need to go to the gym later. I have to leave here to fetch Bob at 5:40. I haven't showered yet and it's already 10:22.
Guess I should get moving.
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