Wondering what this is, well it’s a picture of my unmade bed.  It hasn’t been made since Wednesday…not normal for me.  I can’t stand an unmade bed, have to have it made.  It’s so bad that if for some reason it doesn’t get made in the day (gasp) I have to make it to go sleep at night.  I’m talking sheets pulled off, shaken and pulled taught, every corner squared and tucked….all the pillows fluffed and placed just so.  Thank goodness I married the man I did he allows this ritual and even helps me with it.  He has learned to just go along with all these little things…I like to think of them as the things that make me me.

So why am I showing a picture of an unmade bed?  Because tonight I am feeling sorry for myself.  I found out that I have mono….so this is where I have been been spending my time.  I have been quarantined to my room by my family.  Nobody wants to get what I have.  And I am lonely…..really lonely.  I have found these last few days that I don’t like being by myself at all.  In fact I hate it.  So here I sit making deals with myself how soon I am going to be better.  I told myself I would feel better on Monday..but I can see that is not going to happen…so my new deal is for Wednesday.  I want to sleep with John…I want to bop around here like my family is.  I want to do my laundry and my dishes.  How crazy does that sound?  All the mundane things I complain about…I want to be doing.  But more than anything I want to be in the same room with my familly talking and laughing, kissing my babies….and especially snuggling with my guy.  So Wednesday it is…I’ll be a good girl and stay down a few more days….I’ll stay in my unmade bed.  Dreaming of Wednesday.