Something's wrong when I don't even feel like planning a Disney trip. It's not that I don't want to--it's that I don't feel well enough to. I'm sitting here, at home, with my feet all covered up and you know what? I would love to open the Disney binder right now, but I just don't feel well enough to do it.
Flu season has hit our home with a vengeance. It's been tough, to say the least. Tough enough that rather than pour over menus that might make me nauseous, I am on my blog--something I haven't done since October. Yep. Facebook can't get my attention (although, a little nasty thought entered my head when I realized that Dan left himself logged in), the Disboards make me think of planning, which just makes me more uncomfortable, and to top it all off, the laundry, though I've attempted to tell Dan otherwise, needs little attention once I have it in the washing machine until it's folding time.
So that just leads me to this realization--though I've tried to tell myself otherwise, Disney just can't fix everything--especially the flu.
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