I should have realized that something had me. The last few days I just haven't been myself. I've been barely getting by doing what absolutely needed to be done and nothing else. It's almost been like I wasn't all there. Someone else has been gliding through my life just getting by instead of living.
This morning I slept right through my alarm and missed an appointment at the gym at 5 am. While I'm not crazy about going to the gym, it is unlike me to not show up when I have told someone I would be there.
Tonight it hit me. Between not being able to get warm and feeling nauseous, it dawned on me that I am sick. My stomach is rolling like I'm on a roller coaster ride and the dreaded diarrhea has not hit.
It's no wonder I haven't felt like posting or working on my book. I guess I'm going to have to sit back and wait to get over this before I try pushing myself into things I'm not up to doing. At least now I understand WHY I'm not up to much.