{I Thought It Was Allergies . . . }

but I'm sick. Ugh. Yesterday I started sneezing and had a terribly itchy, sore throat. I was certain it was allergies, as my allergies seem to get a little bit worse every year. I took Clara and Dixon through a corn maze and thought that the dust and pollens or whatever is in corn made my allergies worse, but I was wrong. I have a cold.

Last night I kept waking up feeling awful. Today I'm beat. I'm forcing myself to stay active because if I sit down too long or try to rest I know I won't want to get back up. So I've been cleaning the girls' room (what a mess!), doing laundry, and getting odd jobs done around the house.

I can't stand being sick. Especially when it's beautiful outside.

So do I blame "those germy Kindergarteners"? Or do I blame the runny-nosed kids I was around earlier this week? Or do I blame a dirty shopping cart? Regardless, it is what it is. I'm sick.

Whine.
Whine.
Whine.

Amen.