I am still ill a full week after the beginning of my cold. Granted, I feel much better than I did last week when my eye was gushing like a faucet and my nose was a double-barreled waterfall. I'm not finding myself suddenly sweating bullets and I'm not having those really awful dreams fueled by fever. But it's still here and it is irritating the hell out of me.
Wasn't a particularly good day. I spoke to someone to indirectly find out if it would be possible for me to have a new boss to essentially find out I'm fucked. I wasn't feeling well at that time of day, my medicine having worn off a bit, and so I ended up feeling just miserable. Drowned my sorrows in some scrubbing bubbles that have left my bathroom smelling oddly of feet and attempting to clip the pig's nails. Watching the Masterpiece Contemporary taped from last night and pondering a trip to the store because I forgot to get soda or juice when I went yesterday. Or perhaps I can continue reading The Handmaid's Tale but that is just as bleak as the PBS special I have playing. Eat some of the leftover pizza in the fridge? Nah, I had some earlier and it isn't worth it. A trip to Macy's for trousers since I only seem to have two pair that are not jeans but still fit? Too much effort.
So a trip to the store it will be, and then I can come home and watch something and sink into my illness until sleep. Jesus I sound depressed! And I'm not! I think I'm just wiped out from the cold.
Lousy supposedly over-active immune system.
Wasn't a particularly good day. I spoke to someone to indirectly find out if it would be possible for me to have a new boss to essentially find out I'm fucked. I wasn't feeling well at that time of day, my medicine having worn off a bit, and so I ended up feeling just miserable. Drowned my sorrows in some scrubbing bubbles that have left my bathroom smelling oddly of feet and attempting to clip the pig's nails. Watching the Masterpiece Contemporary taped from last night and pondering a trip to the store because I forgot to get soda or juice when I went yesterday. Or perhaps I can continue reading The Handmaid's Tale but that is just as bleak as the PBS special I have playing. Eat some of the leftover pizza in the fridge? Nah, I had some earlier and it isn't worth it. A trip to Macy's for trousers since I only seem to have two pair that are not jeans but still fit? Too much effort.
So a trip to the store it will be, and then I can come home and watch something and sink into my illness until sleep. Jesus I sound depressed! And I'm not! I think I'm just wiped out from the cold.
Lousy supposedly over-active immune system.
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