Mike is such a giver – he gave me his nasty cold and it is holding on to me like a kid on his first day of kindergarten. I spent all day Thursday in bed, sleeping on and off. And all day yesterday in bed. And I was in bed by 9 last night.
I hate being sick.
My head is all balloon-like. My nose is stuffed up and running and I have a stupid cough.
I have things! to! do!
I want to help Mike clean out the storage unit. I want to finish the laundry. I want to start working on purging my craft room / office.
I want to get off this chair!