It's always this way: "Why am I getting nothing done? Why am I tired? Why does my head hurt? Why does my throat hurt? Oh." I'm sick. I've been fending this off for a few days, but it hit me mid-way through the afternoon. By 4:00 I couldn't even stay upright.
And so I'm home alone, because I've decided that I'm too sick for prayer meeting. I might go to bed soon. I need to get better immediately, because I don't want to be sick when we're traveling.
But before I crashed I got a lot done, and I'm so proud of myself. I have a BC driver's license now! Well, I have a yellow piece of paper that says that my license will soon arrive in the mail and I'm allowed to drive. And I have no photo ID until my new license arrives, which is a little bit terrible. At least we're not flying home.
And now I'm going to stop writing. I have a bucket full of sleepiness. I think I'm going to drink hot water with honey and lemon and stare at the dancing people on the TV.