I hate colds. Have I mentioned that before? Well, I'm going to say it again. I HATE COLDS.
I'm at the tympanic stage of the cold. My head is packed solid with what feels like liquid concrete. There just isn't enough cold medication on earth to offer me any relief, or so it seems.
I find myself within reach of kleenex, nose spray and Alka Seltzer no matter where I go.
Unfortunately #1 is going through this with me. I'm not sure which of us feels worse. I feel like he looks, if that makes sense.
A nap sounds so wonderful at this point, but with the kids home, and Hubby at work, I don't dare take a nap without risking the kids getting creative and reducing the mostly clean house to shambles.
Maybe I could talk the kids into watching a video with me in the bedroom and I can nap while they watch. It's worth a try.