I woke up today feeling absolutely terrible, and carers don’t have time to be ill. Pretty sure it’s just a cold, and I haven’t been struck down with the dreaded Coronavirus. But I feel terrible anyway. My temperature is really high and I just want to sleep. Not much time for that though.
Still have to get the kids ready for school. Lily still needs walking to school, and then back again. I will admit to spending most of the time the kids were at school, curled up feeling sorry for myself.
Jack came home in one of his agitated moods. This quite often happens with the long drive home he has. The way we deal with this is going for a walk around our village. Jack goes on PokemonGo, and by the time we get back he has usually settled down.
I really didn’t have the energy for it today, but not doing it would prove to be harder. As Jack wouldn’t settle without going. Of course today he didn’t want to come into the house when we got back. It took a lot of effort to finally get him inside. I made him a sandwich and he finally settled down. Now I’m off to curl up and feel sorry for myself. At least until I am next wanted for something. Which probably won’t be long. Carers don’t have time to be ill.