I'm feeling pretty crummy this morning. My stomach kept hurting in the night, enough to wake me up repeatedly, but not enough for me to get up and do something about it. This contributed to me being so tired that I fell asleep while having my prayer time this morning, which has never happened before. Kathy found me asleep in the papasan, was concerned, woke me up, and made me some pancakes. This helped a little, but not much. I came to work and my boss could tell just by looking at me that I'm not doing too well. She said I should go home, and I explained that there's nothing really wrong with me, I just feel tired and bleah and kind of queasy. She said I should go home anyway, if I want to. So I might do that in a little while, if I don't feel better.
I know you guys really wanted this blow-by-blow account of my morning. Sorry. :\
I know you guys really wanted this blow-by-blow account of my morning. Sorry. :\