Wednesday, February 8, 2012
Still feeling pretty crappy from the flu. Picked my son up from school today and we came home and did some painting. We made up a story, he was the illustrator and author, I was the "writer". Literally. It was called Bubby's Life Story. Of course the picture he paints of me is Mommy on the Couch. Where else would I be? Right? This is the part I get upset about. He actually asked me "Mommy are you still sick?" Yes Bubby I am, sorry.
My husband wants to move out of the city and into a suburb with a great school district. And because I am out of work with this stupid injury, we can't. At least not anytime soon. I feel that I have to force myself to get better. And I know that is impossible. Feels like a hopeless situation. Sorry Dear.
Feeling a bit hopeless and sorry today.
Does anyone get Twitter? I am totally lost. I can't figure out how to find people. The whole Tweet thing. Am I just used to Facebook?
(The cat just arrived to sit on my laptop)