I’m not running because I don’t feel good. I don’t feel good because I’m not running.
I’m short on patience with Runner Boy and Tiny Boy because I don’t feel good. I don’t feel good because I’m short on patience with Runner Boy and Tiny Boy.
I’m not sleeping well because I don’t feel good. I don’t feel good because I’m not sleeping well.
I’m whining and making Mr. Neon crazy because I don’t feel good. I don’t feel because I’m whining and making Mr. Neon crazy.
I’m not blogging because I don’t feel good. I don’t feel good because I’m not blogging.
Sinus infections suck. My sensitive tummy doesn’t like antibiotics.
(Yes, I realize how utterly depressing this post is. I’m not even going to try and brighten it up with a cute puppy picture. Because I don’t feel good and I don’t want to waste the energy uploading one.)
Sigh…