Doesn’t it figure, I ended up sick as a dog with the bug everyone else had over the weekend. I started feeling kind of yucky around lunchtime yesterday, and by 4pm I had to call the ex home from work. I slept from 5pm to 8pm, got up to watch Heroes, and then straight back to bed for the rest of the night. I was still feeling pretty rotten this morning, but once the motrin kicked in I started feeling a lot better. Maybe after a shower I will start to resemble something human again?
On an only slightly related note, Brendan just came up and told me his throat hurt again, and it was because he had to go poop. He went in the bathroom and a couple minutes later yelled out that he pooped and his throat felt better. I’ll gladly pass out cookies to anyone who can figure out this little mystery of his mind! 😀