Wednesday, June 15, 2011
I'm amazed at how much energy it takes to be sick. Just laying in bed is an effort and then realizing you left the light on is an ordeal if you need to turn it off. This is when you wish the you had the power of psychokinesis. Or that your cats would magically be able to read your mind and jump up and hit the switch. Either power would work. I had debated all of this with my last bout of flu. I even debated texting someone to come and do it for me, however the thought of taking the phone and trying to spell was too much. And all the thinking of ways the light could get turned off without me was tiring, so I had a nap, with the light on.