To start, I am normally not superstitious at all. I woke up this morning around 4am and couldn't sleep (typical). DH woke up at 5am and the miserable day began. I have a miserable cold, which has moved from my sinuses to my chest. M/S has been minimal throughout my pregnancy, until my cough sent me into dry heaves today. I sat at work, suffering from a toxic blend of pregnancy brain and coough/cold fog.
Work was backed up from yesterday and our computer system crashed from 6:00am - 8:00am, setting us another 2 hours behind from where we already are. That should make for an awesome Monday...
DH called around 8:00am to let me know that his 5 month old SUV wouldn't start. FANTASTIC.
I was so excited to get home and take a nap, only to be awakened by the sound of my phone ringing repeatedly. I finally answered it to find out that an extended family member had passed away unexpectedly. WTH.
I am laying here now, trying get to sleep, but can't. I am sad, my face is swollen from crying and sinus congestion, my throat is raw from coughing and I can't get comfortable. I have decided that I am not moving tomorrow, unless it is to go from the bed to the couch.
Thank you, Friday the 13th. ![]()
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