Monday

I should have known better than to think that I would get as much sleep as I did the other night. I know I have been talking a lot about this, but when you don't get enough sleep you struggle the next day. On Saturday night I got 11 hours of sleep, but last night I got 3 hours of sleep.
I didn't stay long at volunteering today and it's now too hot to walk. Tomorrow regardless of how much I sleep, I'm going to get started early and walk then volunteer. I can't let this sickness get the best of me.
I was able to get my chores done yesterday. So I have a nice clean house and clean clothes to wear.
It just seems like when you're not feeling well everything just goes by so slowly.