It was bound to happen sooner or later. I made it through most of 2009 without a sniffle.
And I managed to escape the cold and flu that ravaged Hubby and the kiddies last month.
But yesterday morning, I awoke with the cold from hell! Achoo!
There is nothing I hate more than that coughing, sneezing, sniffling, achy feeling. UGH! Cough, cough!
I get out of bed just long enough to get the kiddies ready for school. Then I crawl back into bed, pull the blankets over my head and sleep until the kiddies come home. I only get out of bed when it's time to make lunch. I'm not able to do much, but it seems that I can cook on auto-pilot. Achoo!
And I haven't even mentioned the worst part...after a day and a half of trying to fight this cold, I managed to pass it on to my house. Look at this mess, it's a house!