A Down Day

Yesterday I was tired. I couldn't even muster up the energy to keep my eyes open and once I returned home from dropping children off at preschool, I went to sleep in my chair by the fire. A while later the couch seemed a better place to sleep and I did so until it was time to retrieve the girls and bring them home for lunch. I was quite certain sleep would be out of the question for the afternoon, but I found myself once again curled up in a ball with my eyes closed. By evening my muscles were feeling achy in addition to the sneezing and congestion that had been sneaking in. Ibuprofen is my friend today and though I am still sleepy and congested, at least I am not achy.

My mom went to visit her doctor this afternoon. She has been coughing and can't quite shake whatever has been ailing her. Rachel tells me she has bronchitis. Bronchitis and lung issues do not go well together, but the doctor gave her some medicine and hopefully she will be feeling like herself again in a few days. For now I am keeping my distance as I do not wish to bring a new illness into the mix.

The house has been quiet this evening. James is gone out with the kids and I am here alone, aside from my dogs who at times are quite obnoxiously loud.