I don’t want to blog. I don’t want to work. I don’t want to do anything but be at home in my pajamas or other comfy clothes, lying on the couch, drinking hot tea with honey and watching endless episodes of Law & Order or the variety of court shows on. I’m sick. My head is stuffed, I have a cough, and I have no energy, probably because all I’ve had for three days has been soup, toast, and tea.
But I’m a mom, so we all know what that means. Somehow I need to pull my head together, shower, go to work for a few hours (as I have no sick days left), drive back home, picking up DS#1 and assorted teens along the way, deposit said teens wherever they need to be dropped, do a variety of errands, finish the load of laundry I re-rinsed this morning (thanks to a hidden piece of schoolwork on yellow paper that shredded itself onto all items in a dark load), prepare dinner, feed kids, do the dishes, get whoever has a practice tonight to and from it, go home, and get everyone into bed. Then I can get in my comfy clothes and lie down with a hot cup of tea. Thank goodness those endless episodes of various Law & Orders will still be on.
Whoever said a woman’s work is never done wasn’t kidding…
So, question of the day:
When you're sick, do you give yourself a break, or keep soldiering on even though you feel like garbage? What in your routine goes by the wayside, and what doesn’t?