Hard habit to break

Not until this afternoon.

I could not believe I got queasy yesterday noon. I am tough and resilient when it comes to having symptoms of stress. I seldom deal with physical ailments. I used to say sometimes “I wish I'd get sick” so that I would have a reason to take a break from work or whatever I'm doing. It was different yesterday. I was rolling, crashing, churning, stomach churning and vomiting. It was altogether sickening.

I know the reason why. And it’s my entire fault.

Of course, I'm not pregnant!

Our dogs would agree that for several weeks, I was awake until wee hours in the morning. And making myself coffee. Our dogs barked when they sensed the light was turned on in our kitchen. Our dogs are located in the garage. And if you're there, you can practically see what the person is doing in the kitchen because only grills are attached to the window jambs.

I was online and for several weeks, I feel like a zombie.

It was bad yesterday because t'was the first time I felt like that and even if we arrived home I was still vomiting. TOXIC! And so, yesterday, my hubby told me not to touch the computer and not do anything but rest. Of course, I don’t want my stubbornness to show and I want him to feel that his advises matter to me – I drowned myself to sleep. I was happy; they did all the work, from cooking, to washing the dishes, watering the plants and doing the laundry.

But....I was able to blog today, thankfully

Blogging is my new habit and it’s a hard habit to break.