I'm taking a page from my daughters' book and crying that life isn't fair. I seem to have the flu, and it just isn't fair. I have too much to do to be sick.
I started feeling low yesterday afternoon, and by the time the kids were in bed, I knew for sure that I was getting sick. I drank a glass of vitamin C supplement and turned in early, hoping against hope to stave off illness, but no such luck.
B got up with the kids this morning and got the girls off to school, letting me sleep in until Elizabeth woke up at 7:30. As soon as I get Campbell off to preschool (thank goodness for carpools) and Elizabeth down for her morning nap, I'm crawling back into bed.
On another note, today is my mom's birthday. Stop by her blog and wish her many happy returns on the day. Oh how I wish was here to take care of poor sick me.