I decided to have a 'sick day' yesterday, after waking up with a child either side of me and a blanket of tissues covering all of us. A leisurely day of doing nothing. Yes, that was just what we needed. Everything can wait, we need a day of rest to fight off these snuffles. I'll just ignore everything that isn't restful.
When Dave came home I was sitting on the floor of Emerson's room with the entire contents of her wardrobe in piles around me, Spring cleaning her closet.
"I thought you were sick?" he commented.