Well I had a little blip on the weekend. Saturday I woke up with a small tiny sore throat. I told Sir Steve "I am not sick -- it's just a small tiny cold bug".
We went off to the munch/barbeque and had a great time. Sir Steve got to meet a lot of new people -- we stuffed ourselves on salads and hamburgers and sweets. We watched the fireworks. And......... I got cold... colder... coldest! By the time we got in the car to head back to Kingston I was frozen!! When we curled into bed we snuggled and I passed out - dosed up on Tylenol and cold medicine.
Sunday we got up and loaded up my car as planned and headed off to the trailer. I didn't have much energy -- but I just kept repeating it's just a small tiny cold -- I am NOT sick. Sunday night at bedtime we snuggled in bed and I passed out again from the Tylenol and cold medicine.
Monday -- truthfully - I felt like crap! My bones ached -- my sinuses ached -- and I had absolutely NO energy.
We loaded up the cars and came down the highway to Cornwall. I barely got my car unloaded before I climbed into a nice hot bath. I had to admit the small tiny cold might just be beating my ass. (insert BIG sigh)
It wasn't quite the way I imagined our first 'forever' weekend together....... but it is what it is..... Sir Steve made me coffee -- and made tortellini for dinner and made me stay on the sofa and relax.
My imagined first 'forever' weekend wasn't what I expected -- but we've got forever to make up for it.............
Hope you get to feeling better
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