I only need one word... Headache.
I suppose I could turn that into a sentence... or 7.
Last week I had a headache.
On Monday, I woke up and felt okay, but tired. I went to work. By lunch, my shoulders were tight and sore.
At 4 pm I went out for coffee with a teacher friend. I got home at 5:30 and went to bed.
Tuesday- woke up feeling icky. Went to work - kept working until 3pm when I heated up my lunch and took it to a meeting. Went home with a headache. Slept.
Wednesday - had lots of work to do. Blew it off to sleep. Saw HIM and HIS kids. Went to bed early.
Thursday - went to work with a headache.
Friday - went shopping and got my eyebrows waxed. Came home with a headache and went to bed.
You might be wondering what I did on the weekend? I slept and worked and worked some more. He took me out on Saturday night for Valentines day.
Sunday- church, work, bed.
The last two days I have felt okay until I get home and I realise how tired and sore and tired I am. Yes, I know I put tired in there twice. I am twice as tired.
That's that then.
