No kisses from this mummy today.
I am sick.
Just a cold but gee whiz!
Every fibre of my body is aching, my head is throbbing and only whispered scratchy words are leaving this throat.
I have to make the trek into my bedroom every time I want a tissue or risk mass carnage when the kidlets get a hold of the tissue box.
And I really can't be bothered.
I had grand plans for the housework today but it really isn't that important to me right now.
All I want to do is crawl into a ball and sleep.
Do you think I should call in sick?
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