Why is it that I only get sick when I have something good going on??
Last night when I was going to bed, I could tell I was getting sick. I even told Matt "I'll be sick tomorrow." Sure enough, I woke up with a raw throat and a massive headache. Matt was kind enough to get me some Tylenol and let me sleep until 10am, but he had to work this morning so I couldn't sleep as much as I needed.
I was supposed to go to the zoo with Jennifer and Lorene and their kids today. It's such a beautiful day for it too. I'm really disappointed. Then tonight I'm supposed to meet some friends for dinner and a tea tasting at a new teahouse in the area. I'm not cancelling those plans yet. I'm hoping by 6pm I'm feeling better.
Payton just told me that since Max is down for a nap, if I wanted to lay down, he would read stories to me. That sounds like just what I need.