Not feeling great

My son is just recovering from a very bad cold, which kept him (and me) awake for the last 5 nights or so.The virus has now found a house in my body, so it's understandable how I am.I woke up quite late,at 10:30am, since it is Saturday, and looked out of the window.A heavy heavy fog hung so low on the field in front of me, that all the young footballers were lost in it. It took another 1 hour or more to recede a little, but by the time half the day was already gone!...and it got dark at 4:30....and the lights had to be switched on. By 'lights' I mean 'the bulbs', not the 'tube lights' as in India.These yellow lights just make me mad, I don't feel like doing anything under them.All the walls are painted magnolia, and they don't help the lights in any way, and vice-versa.It's so cold here that even when the heating is 'on' all day, sometimes one can't resist checking it again just to make sure that nobody has turned it 'off'. So there you go, the perfect setting to make any normal person abnormal, and I already have a cold.
I don't feel like reading a book, nor watching TV, and neither do I want to go out. My son has a blocked nose and terrible cough, and won't listen to anything I may say or suggest.
The thought of all the housework, and the screams of master S whenever asked to do something or to switch the TV off , plus my sore throat, - all these things are working together against me to make me feel terrible.
I hope I'm alright by Monday, because next week there is so much to do at work. Plus I must think of what to cook for the weekdays, and what to wear at work, and keep master S's uniform ready, and...well, I can go writing all night!