Wednesday, February 18, 2009

I'm supposed to be at my GT class, but I came home, to rest, because I started feeling sick about halfway through the day. Quite impressive, actually, since I haven't missed any days of work yet this year.
Funny, I finally sit down at my desk and try to finish out the day from that vantage point, as my legs and head really ache, and I'm thinking to myself, "Man, I could just put my head down and be asleep in a couple of minutes."
Then, I hurry home in order to lay down and I can't sleep because I'm worrying about all the stuff I should be doing.
Today, I wish my mommy were here to take care of me. She would bring me the 'hot water bottle', Lipton soup, and maybe a coloring book. Sometimes, growing up isn't all it's cracked up to be.

1 comment:

Jamie Jo said...

Ahh! Lipton soup. I never buy it unless someone is sick. It's their special treat. Hope you get feeling better. Being sick is no good!