Not the 24 hours I imagined...

Wouldn't you know, that Friday night, just as I was starting to relax and enjoy myself. Just as the speaker was getting started, I came down with the flu. And not just I don't feel so good kind of flu, but the kind where you are really friendly with the bathroom and food is not an option kind of flu. So I ended up back at home, in bed all day Saturday and Sunday. Then, just as I was starting to feel better and get over the dissapointment of missing out on the retreat, I trip in my half awake wooziness and fall down the stairs seriously brusing my butt and ego. What a weekend. I think I just want to crawl back into bed and cry. I don't have an appetite for comfort food right now! What a bummer.