Well it’s been about 24 hours since my coworkers crowded around me and insist I go home. Since then I’ve…
1. Slept
2. Drank about every fluid in the house
3. Texted and tweeted in and out of consciousness
4. Quietly cursed our electric can opener, that’s been in existence since the Reagan era. Did I mention it picks today, my sick day, to stop working? And I’m too miserable to go outside just to walk into our failure of an HEB and get sicker? Awesome. Just awesome. Look, I just want something quick and easy to make, like tuna salad.
5. I’ve taken a break from my obviously busy day to watch Cheaters. I’ve never seen a couple that so desperately needed a breakup. And she’s cheating on hubs with his brother? Get a clue, lady. How are you supposed to make a clean break off of that? And she insists she sets the whole thing up. Sure, okay. Oh that’s why she was sitting outside. She was waiting for Cheaters to roll up on her stuff.
6. Thanks to the beauty of laptops, I’ve sat here and divided up my paycheck this morning to all the places it needs to go. Into my wallet for fun? How about not really, no. It’s going to rent, school, car, etc.
7. Price is Right? No. I really miss Bob Barker.
8. My entire body hurts. My lower back, any place that has a muscle, even my lower jaw is killing me, on top of the flurry my head has decided to stay stuck in for the past 24 hours.
9. Attempted to do Calculus homework. This is very hard when your eyes are puffy and your head is swimming.
10. Deleted this “fail blog” project. I really don’t care.
11. Thought about my headache.
12. Threw a new layout on my blog from the uncomfort of my mattress.
13. Called in a Rx to the drug store.
14. Remained extremely restless, even though I have to lay back down after walking around for awhile. I’m very prone to dizziness. Ugh. It’s like my mind is telling me all of these things I need to do, but my body is like “Hold up, you aren’t going anywhere!”
15. Attempted to do homework. In bed. And commence napping. Repeat.
Dear Body: Please hurry up and reject whatever’s going on. Thanks. I don’t mind anymore that you’re forcing it out of my eyes and through all my muscles. Let’s get over this already – because class starts tomorrow!
