Sickie

I am sick. I finally got that cold that everyone else has had.

I am not a good patient. I spend the whole time feeling annoyed because this is really cutting into my schedule. For instance, I was supposed to go swimming both Monday and Tuesday nights, but instead I lay uselessly on the couch, blowing my nose and occasionally opening my mouth really wide to try and pop my right ear. Currently I am working on willing the cold out of my body with the power of positive thinking. That, and controlled substances.


That's right. I signed the big controlled substances binder at the drugstore today. Why would I buy Sudafed without the sweet, sweet pseudoephedrine?


When Jason came over after his class last night, my roommates apparently directed him to the "quarantine area", aka the living room. Ha ha.

The good news is, I can work from home so that's what I've done the last couple of days. The bad news is, we have a meeting this afternoon so I had to come in. I spent my commute swaying partly from the motion of the train, and partly from my own little lack of equilibrium fun time going on in my head.

Anyway, I'm annoyed because I was on an exercise and weight loss roll and I've been sidelined. I'm also annoyed because my head is stuffy. Bleh.