Damn. I think I'm sick.
I've decided today is the perfect day for Not Me Monday.
I did not run myself ragged this weekend, trying to keep up with getting the house ready to sell.
I did not then decide that when my mother-in-law offered to take the boys overnight on Saturday, that it was a good idea, even if Hubs and I had no plans.
I did not then persuade him to take me out to dinner. There most certainly were no guilt trips involved with the decision. When we got to the restaurant, I did not then gorge myself on sushi and the quiet of a nice restaurant.
I did not go out after dinner to meet friends for drinks and stay out waaaaaay too late, compounding the effects of the loss of an hour thanks to daylight savings.
I most certainly did not sleep until 11 am on Sunday. Cuz it really wasn't 11 am - or at least it wasn't the day before.
I did not put off grocery shopping just one more day because my Aunt invited us over for dinner, and therefore didn't have to cook, and I did not go to bed early (and therefore put off doing any more laundry) because I was starting to not feel well.
And I am NOT getting sick today.