I was not well but wanted to be at work for an afternoon meeting. The meeting had already been postponed once and I needed to own resolving an issue. I also had to get more rest and just get better though. I ached all over and my head felt like it would explode. I compromised and told the office I was taking a morning sick day.
After feeding the pets, I climbed back in bed.
I fell asleep for two hours and woke up hungry and needing the bathroom. I didn’t want to extend the energy to address either. Mother Nature finally yelled and I reluctantly crawled out of my cocoon. I took more meds and drank some water. I also needed to eat but didn’t want to cook or wait on myself.
So, I grabbed a banana.
I pulled out more tissues and schlumped my way back to the bedroom.
As miserable as I was, I wondered if it justified not going to work?
Maybe I should still be at the office?
Was I sick enough?
Did I really need all this rest?
I asked for resolution to my thoughts and unrest. I read my devotional calendar and got the answer I needed (see photo).
I was right where I was supposed to be.
I set my alarm for noon, finished my banana and went back to sleep until I had to deal with the fruits in the office.