Awwww, vacation. I was given a few days off for Spring Break this past week. I have taken FULL advantage of them. I got sick on Saturday and yesterday was the first day I felt like a total, complete human being.
It’s nothing new getting sick the moment I have a free day (or few days). It’s just my luck and I’m sure I’m not the only one who has this luck. Although I should be completely caught up on sleep and I think I’ve watched enough HGTV to now be considered an interior designer.
My shining moment of the week came last night. Or I should say really, REALLY early this morning. I woke up soaking wet. In a puddle of water. In bed. It took me about five seconds to figure out what I had done. I’ve been coughing so badly that I have to keep a bottle of water next to me so I can soothe my throat. Well apparently I fell asleep with the bottle in my hand and managed to dump it all over me and my side of the bed. I quickly grabbed my pillow and jetted before I woke the hubby up. About ten minutes after I had gotten up he shoots out of the room looking for me—“That isn’t pee is it? Please tell me I didn’t just put my hand in pee.” I had to reassure him that if I would have peed myself I would have woken him up and, in total shame and humiliation, let him know it’s time to change the sheets. But now that I think about it, it’s pretty embarrassing to say you spilled water all over yourself too…
Who misses those sweet pups?