It’s official: I have the flu. Thankfully it’s not the “coming-out-of-both-ends” flu, but rather just a no-appetite, constant nausea, hot / cold flashes, achy bones, lethargic flu. It hit me like a truck at 9pm last night. I had been flying around the apartment trying to organize our moving mess, and I stopped when the Hubster got home from work. We sat down on the couch together then BAM! It was like the flu sucker punched me in the gut. I felt so awful so fast that I actually started crying and curled up into the fetal position with a ginger ale before calling it at night at 10pm. Oh,…