Honestly, it takes a migraine to knock me on my ass for 16 hours. I locked myself in my cold, dark bedroom and prayed the kids would have the sense to keep it to a dull roar. I threatened my husband with divorce if even the slightest noise penetrated the master suite. Rufies for everyone? And then I remembered, I have a five year old, a thirteen month old and a 35 year old husband. The kids went to the inlaws, the husband was rufied.
Peace and quiet… don’t judge.