When I was younger...
Being sick wasn’t necessarily a bad thing. If I could convince Mom that I didn’t feel well enough to go to school I could lay at home, watch tv (usually the Price is Right or Y&R!), eat banana popsicles and swiss miss vanilla pudding, cuddle up in my bed, and being checked on every so often.
Today I’m sick and...
I had to wake up early, email my boss to let him know I couldn’t make it in today, drive myself to Target and fill my prescription, come home and make myself lunch, check work email, call my doctors, and pay some bills. I’m squeezing a nap in, but sheesh, I miss my Momma!
Sometimes I really wish I could just be little again...
