Being Sick

So I've gotten my fill of laying around and sneezing this weekend. While I don't enjoy being sick during a work week, I enjoy being sick during vacation even less. At least if I am working, I can take a sick day. Who wants to take a sick day from vacation?

I really miss being a little younger with less responsibilty. At least then I didn't feel so bad about laying in bed, doing nothing. But now, as I lay there, I worry that my kid will get into a project like making brownies (yup, been done before) without supervision, which could result in disaster. I also lay there and think of all of the chores that I should do, like laundry, dishes, sweeping, feeding cats and kid etc...and then I feel guilt. Lots of guilt. For being sick. I know, unreasonable, but true. Guilt for calling in sick to "momhood".

I also miss my gram taking care of me by dropping off homemade turkey and rice soup. She makes good soup. Makes me feel better much faster than my own does.