I am home from work today, nursing my sick self. It all started innocently enough. Yesterday, I felt fine, but throughout the day I started to get a bit of a scratchy throat and stuff nose. By the time I got home I was very tired, alittle light headed and my body was just done for the day.
Hubby made me some yummy chicken soup for dinner and sent me to bed at 8 o'clock. Way early for me, I couldn't even keep my eyes open to read for a few minutes.
I may have gone to bed early, but it did not make for a good sleep. This morning I woke up and movement was not happening.
So here I am, home for the day. Maybe I will get something done. Maybe I won't.