Sick, tired, weak.
It was tough getting up yesterday morning; thank heavens it was a day off. Didn't get much of consequence accomplished before a ferocious migraine managed to knock me out of commission for a good chunk of the day. When I was able to move, I found that I was so weak that there wasn't much I could do except putter around the house a bit, then lie back down.
Would not have gone into the office today if it weren't for the appointment in the neighborhood I had to keep. Have been fighting nodding off all day.
Isn't it funny the way some women's bodies try to tell them that it's time to go forth, be fruitful, multiply and have dominion over the earth?