On the mend

Or at least I think I am. I'm feeling wayyyyy better than I was yesterday. Still congested, still coughing but overall feeling much better. I think because I was finally able to sleep.  Sleep is good.

Since I'm feeling better it means I have to clean my apartment. Because after two straight days of lying on the couch being sick it's a disgusting mess.  Dishes to do. Floors to sweep. Laundry to put away.

Why can't the cleaning fairies comes when I'm sick?