I'm sick. (fever, chills, body aches all over).
I've pulled out my only pair of sweats and my baggiest t-shirt.
Hubby is dropping kids off (this is one of those times I'm happy to have an occasional sitter). I have two hours of lounging available to me and he'll even come home early if I need him to. I hate the way I feel but I love my husband.
I'll be back later. Right now I'm going to sink into the yuck and take things s-l-o-w.
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That sucks, lady. Sending you lots of chai and some tylenol. If you're around later, let me know how the tofurkey turned out!
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