Lazy.

Last night I told husband to wake me up so I could make his lunch for the day since I was far too tired to be bothered with it last night. Well this morning husband sweetly woke me up, but I felt sick. Like my heas was pounding, my body hurt, I was sure I was going to die sick. So he made it himself. I felt bad but the bed was warm, the sound of the rain was calming and I got over it pretty quickly. Fast forward to 10 a.m. when my phone buzzed and I looked at the alarm. I panicked that Monkey had not woken me up earlier. But as I was walking to his room I remembered not only did he have an eventful evening full of playing with the recycling, eating yummy food, and chillin' in a hot tub with our new friends he also decided he was only going to sleep last night if mama(me) held him. No wonder he was so tired.
So now Monkey is napping, I am snuggled on the couch, trying to decide if I should get up and clean or if it can wait until tomorrow, after all...I was not feeling good this morning. I am sure husband would understand. Then again Monkey's suitcase from Nana's is still in the living room, his bag from the weekend, and our stuff from last night, but it can all wait until tomorrow, right?
I guess it is official today is a lazy day. Tomorrow I will get back to work...I think.