I am up at 3:30 in the morning because I can't sleep. Is it because of marathon anxiety? NO. It's because my freakin' throat is KILLING me. I am coming down with some silly virus picked up by my kids. I am sitting here drinking some immunity elixir waiting for Tylenol to kick in so I can go get back to sleep. I can barely swallow.
I CAN'T GET SICK. I CAN'T GET SICK. I CAN'T GET SICK. Mind over matter, right?
I think I am going to cry. Please send healing vibes my way.