Yesterday for breakfast I had cold toast and warm coffee. It was brought to me on a tray by a daughter who told me to stay in bed.
Monday I felt a reprieve from my cold for the most part, but I woke up yesterday with lots of pressure. Since I had been ordered to stay in bed, I decided to do just that. I was deep into a wonderful novel, so I just read, and read.
Amanda got hers and Kyle's breakfasts, and got herself completely ready for school with no yelling or nagging on my part. Perhaps I should stay in bed every morning.
Since Tuesdays and Thursdays are TV days for Kyle, I stayed in bed an hour after Amanda left for school while Kyle watched TV. Then I relocated to the couch to finish my book and watch him play.
He and I made a cake, so that he and Amanda could decorate it when she got home.
I thought that after all the lounging around that I would veg the whole day, but I actually felt motivated to get some stuff done during Kyle's nap, so I ended up doing some housework and laundry for a bit this afternoon.
All in all it was a good day.
Oh yeah, did I mention it was my birthday?
(Edited to add that I just put a photo of the great cake HERE).