I really don't want to be a whiner, so here's my glass half full take on this week:
Having the stomach flu on and off for two weeks builds character. And ab muscles. And I know I'm really going to appreciate food one day soon when I can smell it without the accompanying waves of nausea. And NO, I'm not pregnant.
Staying up all night with Sophie last night as she screamed bloody murder because of another ear infection was nice mother-daughter bonding time. And I'm learning a lot of sign language from the Baby Wordsworth movie.
Sitting at the courthouse for three hours this afternoon for Ask an Attorney is a good public service and I can make a real difference in people's lives. They will also make a real difference in mine as they expose me to even more germs and illnesses. That's good. I relish the opportunity to build my immunity.
Not running since Monday is a nice rest. I can remember this week in the middle of marathon training when I would give anything for three days off in a row.
See? I'm freaking Pollyanna.