It seems like whenever there seems to be a small ray of good, hopeful light in my life, something else has to come along and cast a shadow on it.

Today, for instance, I woke up feeling like death. Stuffy nose, sore throat, pounding headache. I knew that going to work wasn’t going to be in the cards, so I wisely stayed home and went right back to bed after my morning work-related tasks.

Not really feeling much better and my doctor couldn’t get me in this week, so I’m basically continuing to be miserable and waiting this out.

Tomorrow though, should be interesting. The kid turns 6(!) and I’m not ready for that at all. But I did manage to go snag her some pretty awesome gifts so that I can get a #momwin in there.

Alas, with me still feeling like garbage, this just seems like another wasted day. Here’s to tomorrow, where hopefully I wake up not feeling like I had a Mac truck on my face.