I'm sick. I didn't even go to work today. I woke up long enough this morning to call in sick and to tell my children to have a good day at school, and to remind Possum that if he rides the bus home today instead of waiting for me to pick him up, he's going to be sorry. (The forgetfulness?? Is this a boy thing? Will he grow out of it? Is it just doing it to make us crazy??)
Anyway, back to me - woke up long enough, blah blah blah and then I went back to sleep until 11:00 AM. Feeling a bit like someone has kicked me in the head, and I'm about to head to the shower, to see if hot water and steam well clear the pressure and congestion from my head and chest.
I have to take Possum to an appointment this afternoon (rescheduled from last Friday when he - you guessed it RODE THE BUS HOME while his father and I took off work early and drove laps around his school looking for him for an hour.) since I am "Off" today (Why is taking a sick day being "OFF" from work?? I'm SICK!!) Budman will not be required to take off early this afternoon and I can handle it. YAY ME.
Well, it's not the post I had planned, but it will do. I'm off to the shower, and to continue being a "Bitty sang" (This is what my mother's family calls it when we're sick, puny, pathetic, hurt, or otherwise down in the dumps" No one else on earth has a clue what I'm talking about when I say "bitty sang" - usually said in babytalk). I could call anyone in my mother's family, and say "I'm a bitty sang today" and they would not only know what I meant, but I would get an appropriate level of both sympathy and baby talk. It's awesome.
Have an awesome weekend - I'll be resting - I wish.