Sometimes, you just have to decide to consider yourself lucky that crappy stuff happened when you already had the day off work.
The girls were on spring break last week. I took Thursday and Friday off to spend the days with them. We didn’t have any actual plans but I’d hoped to do something fun, like, I don’t know, go to the park. Something!
Instead, on Thursday, I had a mammogram and then came home with a fever, chills, aches and went to sleep for many, many hours.
It was not restful sleep. This was one of those weekends where I might have muttered on more than one occasion, “My bed is making me mad.”
Yeah, I’m really mature when I don’t feel well.
We’re going to try and do spring break better next year.
On the bright side, Alyssa attended two sleep overs and Olivia took three showers. That’s something.