Sick and Single

I once wrote that the hardest thing about being a single parent was that I had a ton of pictures of my kid growing up but not many of us together.  That has always been a sad thing for me.  Today however I have found another thing that is really hard about being a single parent.  My new struggle is being sick and single.

I woke up this morning not feeling well.  By woke up this morning of course I mean that I never actually woke up because I did not sleep.  I feel the beginnings of a cold coming on.  I feel tired and achey but I am hopeful that I can nip it in the bud.  That said it is going to be a slow moving day.

I got out of bed, made my son his lunch, packed him up for school and got him there with a minute to spare before the bell rang.  When I got back I sat in the car for 5 minutes mustering up the energy to walk up the three flights of stairs to my apartment.  If I didn’t have so much work to do I would have sat in the car all day until I needed to pick him up this afternoon.

So now I’m home, in bed, writing my blog and would love a cup of tea.  The thought of actually getting up to make it seems like a lot of work and I’m not sure it’s worth the effort.  I poked around the Internet to check if my symptoms were the swine flu and it turns out I have what is simply the beginning stages of a cold.

Maybe I should start a service where you can hire someone to come and take care of you when you are sick and single.  I could employ a stable of gorgeous supermodel men and playmate worthy girls and you can rent them for a day.  They can make you tea, pick up your used tissues from the floor, tell you that you’ll be fine, run a hot bath and prepare soup.

This could be my million-dollar idea.  It would almost be worth waking up under the weather if it meant that a George Clooney type would come take care of me.  At this point I want a cup of tea so badly that I would take a George Wentz type if he would make it for me.

I hope I feel better soon and by soon I mean now.  I’m going to post my blog and drag myself up to make a cup of tea.  I will spend the day preparing a business plan and by preparing a business plan of course I mean lay in bed, take lots of vitamins and hope I’m back to my old self in time to get my son from school.  Wishful thinking I suppose but totally possible if I keep the faith.