I feel terrible.
My nose is stuffy then moments later, runny. I am sneezy. Aching. Tired. My eyes are hot and watery. I am going through 72 tissues per hour. I sound like I am under water. Everyone else sounds like the parents in Charlie Brown, Waaht, waah, waaht waaht wat waah. I've got a plain 'ole cold. Nothing worse than being the sick parent with a cold and three happy, healthy kids running around waiting for excitement and thrills.
My husband is at a night school board meeting, I mean school bored meeting. He gets home after bed time. These meetings are every two weeks. I shouldn't begrudge it, but every time he has a night meeting, my 5 yr old daughter cries, "I miss Dada." I'm helping get all the homework done, doing the laundry, the dishes, making dinner, playing games, breaking up wrestling matches, brushing teeth, kissing boo-boos, snuggling kids into bed nice and tight, reading bedtime stories and singing the nightly lullaby, all while feeling crappy and blowing my nose...and she misses him. ugh.
I'm gonna go to bed. Maybe I'll snuggle up with my box of Puffs Plus, (with lotion).