I called to my husband to tell the kids to get out of the vehicle and change their clothes. I was feverish. He asked me if I was ok.

As it turns out, about half an hour to an hour later, I found out why I was feverish--I had the beginnings of a bladder infection.
No wonder I felt so tired.
This week while I recuperate, rest and take care of myself, I am reminded that I still need to hold my plans loosely....as Copperswife says. =0) I'm granting myself mercy. Sometimes I need to do that.
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