Sunday afternoon, I went to a cook out wearing capri pants and flip flops.
By Monday morning it was 30 degrees, snowing, and I had a cold.
I think the weather and my health are coincidental, but it just made for a lovely (read: shitty) beginning to the week.
For two days I wobbled between the couch and my bed, clutching my pillow and throat spray like life preservers.
Finally I am feeling better, but I have little energy. Today is a full day, with gym class, pottery class, grocery, violin practice, library, photo pick up, and dog training.
Plus I have to finish my city taxes which is always leads to heart palpations and a cold sweat.
Up next: Camping with 6-9 year olds. What every mom needs to know before braving the wild!