Woke up feeling like I've got the flu, so weak and hurting all over that I can barely stand up. So I just make quick frozen pizzas for lunch for my husband and my girls. He wakes up and starts screaming at me, calling me names cause I made frozen pizzas and was "pitty partying" about not feeling well. 😢 it's moments like these I wish I had the family to disappear with my girls to.