I don't even know how many days I walked in a row. I can access the website more easily on the laptop. I'm blogging from bed, on the tablet.
My throat started hurting Friday evening in Charlottesville, where we'd gone for our little getaway. My husband's son was spending the night with us Saturday, so we left early to have plenty of time to get ready for his visit.
By Sunday morning I couldn't talk and decided just to stay in bed. The boys took care of their own breakfasts.
I tried getting up this morning and ended up passing out and falling in the kitchen. Low blood sugar and/or pressure, probably. Throat is still sore. Slight fever. Blech.
But ... it's Monday. We all know what that means, right?
Another 3.5 down, for a total of 45.5. Not bad after three days of restaurant eating.
And now I'm going back to sleep.