I've been sick most of this week, from the cold that caught Craig and Alicia last week. Yesterday was the first day that I'd thought I was on the mend, and last night the first since Monday where I thought I could risk sleeping in my own bed again instead of propped up in our recliner to make it easier to breathe. I'm not congested now - in fact, feel even better than I did when I went to bed - so I know that's not why I'm up. It's good to be feeling better, but not sleeping won't help continue that process, no matter how I feel right now. Stupid catch-22.
The vitamin D seems to be helping already. I've noticed improvement, though I'm hardly pain-free. It can take a couple months for me to get to a normal level, so I just have to be patient. Not one of my strong suits, lol.
Anything else...both kids got perfect grades on their progress reports. Alicia cracked me up when I suggested rewarding them because I was proud of them. She said getting all As wasn't a hard, which I countered, of course. To that, she responded, "It's harder to NOT do the homework." Ah, my little type A daughter. Well, not so little. My 12 y/o is 2 inches taller than me already.