So, it’s 6am here in California on a Sunday. I’ve been up since 4:30am due to this stupid cold I’ve had all weekend. You know how it is: one side of your nose is runny, the other side is stopped up, you’re hacking up a lung, your throat is on fire, you can’t breathe, every square inch of your body hurts, no energy. I could go on and on with this list.
I’m a big baby when I’m sick and I hate to suffer alone so I complain the whole time to whoever’s in the room with me 😂. My family has been awesome about it too. My daughter Jailani has been giving me “advice” on how I can feel better. She’s so sweet 🌸. My son Jose has been keeping baby Jia busy. For some reason she’s wanting only me while I’m sick. Any other time, she’s attached to my husband’s hip 😑. Speaking of my husband, he’s been a real trooper too. He’s been taking care of me, cooking, and spoiling me. Thank you babe 😘.
Excuse me while I hunt down a whole roll of toilet paper for my nose.
Rant over! 🤓