Last week one of my biggest fears came true. I realized that I am not superwoman. Why? Because I got absolutely nothing accomplished in the span of a week. I didn’t write a blog post. I didn’t mop the floors. I didn’t choreograph for Zumba. I didn’t work on my Zazzle store. I didn’t earn cash back from receipts on Ibotta. I didn’t interview any sources. And I didn’t run the dishwasher. I didn’t even touch my computer once last week.
I did absolutely nothing. It wasn’t by choice though. It was because I got sick, which was strange because I hardly ever get sick. But on this particular week I got hit hard… with a 103 degree fever. No sneezing. No coughing. And no runny nose. Just a high fever which rendered me motionless. I was fatigued and so weak that I couldn’t even get out of the shower on my own. So instead of mustering up energy to do anything, I remained practically lifeless in the bed all week as a sick puppy and did nothing. Continue reading