What to do when you Feel Sick

Yep, it won. I was home this week, sick. It was not your run of the mill stuffy head/cold/sore throat. This, I think, was some sort of flu, since I was beyond exhausted and all of my muscles were hurting, and oh yes, I had a severe fever. What I really think was wrong was that I was so sleep deprived. I don’t think I sleep as soundly as I’m supposed to in general anyway, and often times I will wake up several times a night.

I fall right back asleep without a problem, but the waking up leads me to believe it’s not a sound sleep that I’m getting. Maybe I should have watched the following video earlier and have prevented myself from this oh-so-annoying disease:

Anyway, all that means that I was home a few days this week. And my room was clean, so I even didn’t need to do any cleaning. Because of the flu, I actually had to go back to bed for a few hours on a few days, and then I really had to get out of the house and get some fresh air. I still have a few errands to run, probably just to Target and pick up the dry cleaning or whatever, and then its back to bed for this girlie. I really can’t afford to miss another day of work tomorrow, so rest it is.

Last night, I had slept for a while and still felt kind of crappy, but I decided to cook the dinner I had planned anyway. I opened the kitchen window despite the below zero temps because I was just so hot. As I was finishing up cooking, my roommate set about setting the table. She was pouring us wine and then went into the silverware drawer to get the silverware. She looked at me sort of, I don’t know, trepidatious? So I was like, what? And she said, what are we going to do about knives? I even got some knives for Christmas (oh, how I hate it) so I said I’m pretty sure we have plenty of knives in there.

Now, this is how I know I’ve created a monster JUST LIKE ME, because she then looked at me like “oh you silly girl” and said, “but dear…those knives and forks won’t MATCH!”

This you see, coming from the girl who lived here for a year before I moved in, who looks at me with that “silly girl” expression whenever I scrub the shower, because she had never, ever in 1 year cleaned it – firmly, and really, truly, believing that showers are “self-cleaning.”

We ate dinner with the non-matching knives. We’ve got to go a little crazy *sometimes*, you know? I even made coffee this morning with the wrong size filter. Look out!

Now I am exhausted from all this typing so I’m going back to bed.

Feeling better

It is indeed Friday and I am so glad. This has been a long and exhausting week and next week is looking a lot worse. I am going to enjoy the hell out of this weekend because I think I need it.

Tonight, my sister is coming over and we’re having dinner and a fair number of gin and tonics. No, I’m not cooking. We’re going out, but not before my obsessive-compulsive sister (who’s in Archer School for Girls) will have watched a few episodes of House of Cards. We just cannot stop. Last time she was here, we were about 6 or 7 hours in and she reminded me we had some more seasons to look forward to.

Tomorrow I really should get my hair colored and trimmed, since I have not done so since well before my birthday – October, and seeing that it is now February, it is high time I attended to the rat’s nest that is growing past my shoulders. I haven’t had hair this long in years. Tomorrow night we are going to a party that one of my former co-students at St. Paul School for Girls is having. Lots of fun people, I am definitely looking forward to that.

Sunday, brunch, and then housework, errands, and then watching the Super Bowl with a few friends who are having a small party of their own. I will manage to fit the gym into both days since I’ve gone a grand total of twice this week. Thankfully the friends’ house where I’ll be staying at next week when I travel for an assignment is close to a decent gym. Nothing really special but they do have new treadmills. I won’t have anything else to do, except learn (about the Pilgrims and how they slaughtered the Native Americans, I believe) and work, so I’ll be able to at least run each night.

Well, just under an hour and a half to go and then I am so out of here. Thank goodness for Pandora and Spotify and Friday afternoons. I hope you all have a fantastic weekend. Woo!