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Stuffette
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So my husband was joking this weekend and said the title of my book should be "As long as I Don't Stop".
I have been really busy, went away to California last weekend for a destination wedding and worked extra hours to make up for the time away. Sunday was my first day with nothing to do in over two weeks. I went to church in the morning and then out to lunch with my husband and daughter. Well, luckily we took seperate cars because I had to run home half way through lunch. I spent the rest of my Sunday and Monday (my two days off) in the bathroom and in bed. It's like my body knew it was my day off and used that time to be sick. My hips were hurting me on Sunday morning so I should have known what I was in for!
I had to be back at work on Tuesday and felt just great by 6 PM on Monday night. I guess I am blessed that I get sick on my days off but the routine sure gets old. I try to take it easy during the week so I don't get sick by Sunday. I try to do as little as possible so this doesn't keep happening. (You should see what a mess my house is.)
People yell at me and tell me I need to take it easy. I am not sure what I should cut out. I basically go to work and try to keep up with a 2 year old. I have cut most things out. I even gave a ticket away for a concert last week. I knew that I would be pushing things if I went so I gave it away to someone last minute. I STILL got sick. I guess I could have been worse if I did go.
Sorry about the rant but I guess I need to vent. I hate complaining to my husband. He tells me to take it easy but then doesn't make up for the areas where I am slacking. Then he yells at me that I overdid it. Vicious cycle!
I have been really busy, went away to California last weekend for a destination wedding and worked extra hours to make up for the time away. Sunday was my first day with nothing to do in over two weeks. I went to church in the morning and then out to lunch with my husband and daughter. Well, luckily we took seperate cars because I had to run home half way through lunch. I spent the rest of my Sunday and Monday (my two days off) in the bathroom and in bed. It's like my body knew it was my day off and used that time to be sick. My hips were hurting me on Sunday morning so I should have known what I was in for!
I had to be back at work on Tuesday and felt just great by 6 PM on Monday night. I guess I am blessed that I get sick on my days off but the routine sure gets old. I try to take it easy during the week so I don't get sick by Sunday. I try to do as little as possible so this doesn't keep happening. (You should see what a mess my house is.)
People yell at me and tell me I need to take it easy. I am not sure what I should cut out. I basically go to work and try to keep up with a 2 year old. I have cut most things out. I even gave a ticket away for a concert last week. I knew that I would be pushing things if I went so I gave it away to someone last minute. I STILL got sick. I guess I could have been worse if I did go.
Sorry about the rant but I guess I need to vent. I hate complaining to my husband. He tells me to take it easy but then doesn't make up for the areas where I am slacking. Then he yells at me that I overdid it. Vicious cycle!