I have strep throat.
I hate being sick. I like that it forces me to slow down but I still hate it. My throat kills. And, sleeping all day, even though I can tell my body needs it, still makes me feel guilty. But I am sleeping (well, clearly now right this second) a lot. And getting some extra kitty time in. It’s weird how they seem to know I am sick.
Anyways, more riveting (maybe?) blog entries to come, just not today.
Oh, and ps: my first thought upon realizing I was actually sick enough not to go to work: no hot yoga. I actually don’t feel well enough to go. It makes me sad. That’s how much I love it. Plus Kat is teaching tonight and she is my favourite instructor.