I left my house. I went to a place where there were multitudes of children. I “slept” on a bed of very noisy springs. I swam. I ate junk. I overdid it. I came home and stayed up too late. I felt like hell with a headache and fatigue and general weirdness and wondered what the heck was going on. And now I get it.
I am sick. Like, strep sick.
And the kid is supposed to start school in a couple of days.
For the record, the vacation was great, but I kinda thought I’d paid my dues for it in advance. Sigh…