The last few days have become one big blur of sickness as our family came down with the famous flu. This morning I thought that I would be feeling better so I scheduled this meeting for work. I was worthless. I thought that the “I know I just got an ‘F’ and I feel sick about it” sensation would evaporate after my High School days. Right.
I vented to my brother about how my day was going and he corrected every sentence I spoke. I started moaning and telling him that I knew that I should not have called him . In the same sentence I told him that there was no one in the world like him and that I loved him to death. As always, he told me everything that I needed to hear and I got off the phone ready to take action. What action? Right. Going to bed.
A little bit of sleep + a talk with my bro = a new me! And how did I know? As I was driving this afternoon I started calling everyone “sugar” again and was once again sinfully annoyed at how slow people insist on driving.
Ah . . . it feels so good to feel good!
2 comments:
I am so glad to hear that you are feeling better! It is amazing what a little prayer, a little faith, a bunch of rest, and a phone conversation can do for ya!
Erin - so true! Thanks for your prayers . . . love ya! :)
Larz - yeah, don't let anyone who has it near you!!! :)
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