My Mom brought me warm coffee and Cream O'Wheat, my son offered the cuddling services of his big tom cat (snipped), Superman. The Good Lord offered up a beautiful day with soft sun shine pouring through the curtains.
With that kind of support, you'd think I would have been able to just feel at peace, rest and kick the sick bug to the curb before it really got me down.
We're talking me though, which means I'm going to struggle with this all day. You can bet I'm going to be popping in and out. The guilt of not doing something, of not working on something when there is so much to be done.
Arg.
Wishing you much peace, happiness and success,
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