I had great plans for my Saturday, after the usual hellish work week.
But I woke up sick. Not sick as in having the flu. Not sick as in, Now that’s a flare-up! Just sick as in, Everything hurts and I can’t function!
Every joint in my body ached, my guts and back hurt, and I couldn’t keep my eyes open. I had planned to do intensive cleaning, catch up on bills, and maybe write a post or two – none of that happened.
After sleeping in, I managed to drag my ass out of bed and have breakfast. Then I took a nap on the couch. Next, I fiddled on the computer a bit, but found I couldn’t focus on the screen – so I went upstairs, climbed into bed, and took a longer nap.
It was time for Puppy Cody’s walk. Normally, we take her in the car over to the track at the school, and then we all get a good half-hour’s brisk walk around the track and around the school. Saturday, I managed to get into the car, but that was it. I napped in the back seat while Cody and Dad got their exercise.
Now it was time for dinner. Fortunately, hubby is perfectly capable of feeding himself, because all I could handle was a bowl of nuked soup and a croissant. Then I took another nap on the couch.
Another short stint on the computer, mainly catching up on other people’s blogs, and it was early bedtime – barely 9:00 pm! While normally, I’m up several times during the night (thank you, colitis), today I slept like a dead person until 6:45 am, when Cody needed to go out for her morning business. After that, it was back to bed until almost 10:00 am.
But I must say, I’m feeling much better (you’ll note I managed to stay awake to write this post – yay!).
Will I get that deep cleaning done today? Probably not. No need to push myself, right? And we have a date for dinner with my daughter and her boyfriend – this date was cancelled when said daughter had some medical issues a couple of weeks ago, and then cancelled again last week because she wasn’t feeling up to it. It would be very inconsiderate of me to cancel today – so I’ll just take it a little easy until dinner time. That’s not to say that I won’t at least dust and clean the bathroom – I’m not that much of a slob!
I guess my body was telling me that I’ve had enough stress for the time being and it was time to take an enforced break. Sometimes it’s wise to listen to one’s body.
Tomorrow, I go back for another week from hell. Only 558 days to Social Security! Hubby and I are taking bets as to whether I’ll make it that long.
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