After a snowy February (only 12 out of 28 days in February was snow free), March is finally here. This morning, I awoke to singing birds and sunshine. No signs of snow, but I'm sick. For the last 6 days, I've felt so miserable.
Aside from 2 trips to pick up pharmaceuticals, I've been either sleeping or a lump on the couch. I'm ready for recovery and hoping it is around the corner. I think I'm starting to have cabin fever. Wouldn't you?