What did I do wrong?

Well, I hope you all had a fabulous Christmas. I spent the holiday trying to figure out where I went wrong. I woke up Christmas Eve with a headache, which I have had for several days. Thinking it was just a touch of whatever it was my husband and kids have had, I took some excedrin and sudafed, and went about my business. Let me tell ya, I was down by about 10am. My touch of headache turned into one pain in the tush flu. We were having Christmas Eve dinner at our house, and it was all I could do to get things put together. I couldn't cancel. I didn't want to ruin everyones Christmas. By about 1pm, my husband sent me to bed, with a guarantee he could put the meat on at the right time. By 4pm, I was back up, and feeling fair, so I sort of slugged my way through the next few hours with my mom and my husband helping me out. By 7pm I was so freezing that I had to lock myself in the bathroom and lay in the tub for two hours. when I came out, my brother and his family were gone, and my parents were about to leave. So, I went to bed, and got up about an hour later to stuff stockings, and then crashed again.

In our family, we spend Christmas morning and early afternoon with Craigs family, and spend Christas evening with my aunt and uncle. They run an adult foster care home out of their house. So there was no way we could go to their house if I was ill. I thought about staying home, and staying in bed (peace to myself) but on Christmas, that just seemed very depressing. I have never been sick on Christmas. I just couldn't fathom it. How could anyone be sick on Christmas? So, I slugged my way through the day with Craigs family, spending most of it on the couch. At least it snowed. That was worth getting out of bed for. They live at a much higher elevation then we do, so we got to see quite a bit of it. It was nice watching the kids tromp around in it outside. But, I have to say, I hope next year I am not sick. It just wasn't the same.

Today, I do feel a bit better, and think I will take Chloe and Koben over to my parents so they can play with their cousins that they didn't get to see last night, and give my neice and nephews their gifts. I think I can manage that. I do feel a bit better. Just in time to go back to work. So much for four glorious days off. Oh well, maybe next time.