Both Adriene and the girls were sick last week and I said it was only inevitable that it would come my way soon. Well, yesterday was when the chickens came to roost. It was only a matter of time as I have been pushing myself extra hard for about a month now and pretty soon my body was going to say “no more.”

Oddly, as awful as it was to go through fever, chills, a visit to the doctor, antibiotics, and just in general feeling horrible for a couple of days, it was actually nice to have a day off. I can’t remember the last time I slept in as late as I wanted and spent all day in bed. I don’t remember the last time I said “I don’t want to work” and I didn’t. It’s been a long time that I let my mountain of responsibilities just sit and pile up for a while.

Even though we had snow blow through here this weekend, I think winter is almost out and I couldn’t be happier. I think the times I usually feel the lowest are in March at the end of winter and August at the end of summer. Maybe it’s just fatigue from the cold, but I am over being stuck in the house all day every day. I’m ready to take the girls to the playgrounds, out for walks, and take pictures of something other than us stuck in a house.