I usually think about it when I am really busy. I wax poetic about how I would get a few days to do nothing and would just get to rest in bed.
I now am at the point where I realize that this kind of thinking is idiotic.
Jack and Molly have both been sick for part of the week, and then yesterday, I got sick. And, I remembered that the time spent not doing anything and staying in bed is not fun and it’s not really restful. In fact, it stinks.
The kids are finally feeling better, so I’m praying to not be too far behind them. On the up side, I don’t think I’ll be wishing to be sick again any time soon.
photo by Sakurako Kitsa
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