I was wrong. Daylight Savings ending isn’t great. Daylight Savings beginning is the best!
You know what else is the best?
Not having a norovirus.
Eesh. Friends. That was rough!
I mean…it was basically food poisoning right? Except I contracted it from my handsome husband…not a plate of food.
The crazy thing is that I went from feeling perfectly fine to down right miserable within 30 minutes. Then I thought I might die for about 14 hours; then I started to feel better. Tired but better. I laid low for a few days; I had zero appetite and zero energy.
But Saturday I started to feel a little bit hungry. And don’t you know, I started to feel hungry while perusing Pinterest.