From past experience, I know that the only cure would be to lay in bed all day, drifting in and out of sleep as the misty sunlight falls across the blankets from the shaded window (it's a hormonal thing. Girls, you know what I mean).
However, I'm a working girl (not that kind) so this staying in bed all day business isn't possible. Wednesday is my busy day. So I'll be drugging up and stumbling along, trying not to think about it.
But T brought me flowers last week and they're finally blooming, which makes me happy.Maybe I'll take a sick day and sleep all day tomorrow instead....
Today's whiteboard quote:
"You may have to fight a battle more than once to win it."