I thought it was allergies.
I think it started as allergies.
But, it’s not.
I have a cold.
The real-life, stuffy nose, achy, coughy, fevery kind of cold.
I always get a cold the last week in September. I just realized that today. I don’t know if it’s the change in season, or the fact that the first six weeks has worn down my defenses, but looking back the past few years I can cite this week as a week of sickness for me. And I’m still drowing a bit in my new job this year, so I really really don’t want to have to take a day off work.
So, I just sent all the children to various practices and games, and the husband is on official dinner and bedtime duty as well.
Hopefully it works out for me, and tomorrow will be amazingly healthy. Here’s hoping.