So I woke up this morning at 2:30 am with a headache and fever and stuffy nose and sore throat, which isn't surprising given the amount of stress I've been under and the fact that I can count the hours I sleep each night on about 3 fingers. So I tossed and turned until about 5:30 am and then called in sick. Then Husband called at 6:30 because I had e-mailed him that I wasn't going in so he should call me at home. It was nice to hear his voice in spite of the headache. Then I woke up at 7 and thought, I should call in sick and I dialed the number but thank goodness remembered before I pushed the talk button. In the olden days, when we had actual rotary dials, it was much harder to stop a call, but then since the dialing took so long, I might have remembered before I finished. Then I tried to go back to sleep but of course I couldn't.
So I have spent most of the day in bed reading and sweating because it is HOT outside. We have gone from winter to summer in one day. I hate this new weather that can't make up its mind. And then I took a couple of children to doctors' appointments and it was the most beautiful day and so like me to be sick and miss it. But supposedly the weather will be nice all week so maybe I can go for a walk at lunch tomorrow if I am well enough to go in. This darn fever, and the headache won't go away.
Other than that, I am doing a little better. There was a Brother sighting on his birthday, so family tells me he is alive and well and not in a ditch. And I am taking Sister 1's advice and thinking a lot of the beach which is our happy place. So when I start feeling the stress, I am focusing on this. It's the beach in Guam and you can totally see why Child 3 thinks we should live there and open a gluten-free restaurant. It really, honestly does look like that.