Yesterday I tried to take sick day. Moms don't get sick days. Did you know that? I got a sick two hours. I got The Girl and Genius Golfer off, and kept The Boy home one more day due to the actively contagious Strep required a little more quarantine. Then I went back to bed. For only two hours.
That is highly disappointing.
How often do you get to sleep in, much less, feel luxurious enough to lounge for the day. For the record I was feeling a little tickle in my throat, and since The boy's strep was not foreseen, I was worried. I didn't really have time this week to be sick, so I thought the extra rest would help hold off whatever it is that I was feeling coming on.
And then it was over. Just like that. Back to work. Plus, not I had guilt and the slightly back-logged list of things to do.
Maybe the extra sleeping in isn't all it is cracked up to be for me. Figures.
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