There are some people who are sick a lot. People with diseases and sickness and they are much better people than me.
I really don’t do well with being sick, maybe it’s because I’ve been really lucky to have a mostly healthy life.
In the past few years I’ve developed allergies. Because I’m getting old. I’ve accepted it.
There is also this one spot on my left nostril that gets super sore and red whenever the weather changes, and only today have I figured out what helps it.
There, I said it. I’m typing this post because I wrote nothing yesterday. I’m snotty and gross and I have ass cream on my face.
I didn’t write yesterday because I legit thought I might never feel good again.
Josh has been achy, snotty and sick.
Lucy has been stuffy, grumpy and gross.
And me, well…me too.
So that’s what’s up. I feel better today. My dad gave me some Sudafed (you guys, it is straight up stupid that it requires a prescription now. Meth heads ruin everything.) and it’s helping. I went on a date last night and that was fun. I slept for longer than fifteen minutes at a stretch last night. I was gently awoken this morning by my sweet and lovely husband (he sat on my feet and then said ever so musically, “WHY THE CRAP ARE YOU STILL ASLEEP, IT’S NINE O’CLOCK.”) as he headed off to play practice.
Also, Dear Director Caleb – rehearsals on Saturday mornings are stupid. Please rethink it, because it’s misery. I can say that because what are you going to do to me? I am immune to your evil.
Oh, and guess what? Thanks to the kindness and understanding of the Dean of Students at Northeast, Josh and I are both students.
That’s right. We even have IDs. And I’m so freaking excited it’s a little ridiculous.
I suppose that’s all the random I have for today. I don’t even have a picture. Sorry.
Be sure to tune in on Monday, where in honor of National Relaxation Day I have a guest post by an honest-to-god yogi, and maybe she will inspire you to contort your body in unnatural ways.