This is Ridiculous

I'm sick. Again. That saying of "I'm sick and tired of being sick and tired" rings quite true at this moment. I have a list of things I need to do in the next three days and it's somewhat difficult to accomplish said list when I am encased in a fog. If it was just a plugged nose and stuffy head, I could live with that. But it's the fatigue and the body aches and the amount of energy it takes me to do anything. Good grief...I'm out breath if I have to open a drawer.

Colby was pretty excited when I told him it was make-it-yourself for supper tonight. He whipped up a batch of pancake batter (that would normally make 6-8 pancakes) and proceeded to make two enormous pancakes. Each one filled up the bottom of a regular size frying pan and they were about two inches thick. That couldn't have tasted right. He was pretty proud of himself for being full "after eating only two!". Joel got to have left over homemade hamburger hash. I have zero appetite so I nibbled on some crackers. I'm sure it doesn't help matters when all I've eaten today is a cup-o-soup.

I had a nice, quick nap on the kitchen floor tonight. Well, it wasn't that nice, but it was short lived. I had sat down on the floor to give the dogs a couple of treats. They started play-fighting with each other so I laid down on my side (more because I had to rather than I wanted to...I think I would have passed out if I hadn't). The next thing I knew, the dogs were gone and Joel was calling me for a drink. I don't know how much time had passed, but I now know that evidently I drool when I sleep.