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( Sep. 9th, 2007 05:41 pm)
We are all plague ridden. This cold didn't even bother knocking on our door; it kicked it in, threw out all of our plans and settled itself comfortably in our living room and started demanding snacks. (It brought me a special guest star infection along the way.)

We've thus spent the weekend sort of isolated. I ran a few short errands, and both tLD and I were functional enough this morning to take a brief trip to the zoo just for Getting Out Of House purposes. The cold seems to be hinting that it's considering packing up and leaving, so we're hopeful that we'll be better in a few days.

But gah. Hate the sick.
Despite being sicker than I've been in possibly decades on Thursday and Friday, I managed to salvage the weekend somewhat by recovering almost fully today. Of the three goals I had for the weekend -- Fernbank, Harry Potter and a walk -- I got one and a half done. We saw Harry Potter (it's pretty easy to sit when still feeling a little shaky) and took a very slow walk through the zoo late this afternoon. Fernbank will wait; their exhibit of a 123 foot long dinosaur isn't likely to go anywhere anytime soon.

I also steam-cleaned the downstairs carpet. I was going to hold off on this until I was fully well, but there was a tragic Gatorade accident, and visions of ants were a sufficiently strong motivating force to make cleaning seem not so bad really. Still, I think I'm managing a sufficiently gentle recovery that I'm not going to relapse.

Actually, I'm hoping that I had food poisoning. While I'm perfectly capable of surviving several days of not eating, (and the subsequent 5 pound weight loss) I'm less than confident of tLD's ability to do so without winding up in the hospital. So let's hope that whatever it was, it wasn't catching.
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( Nov. 10th, 2006 10:50 pm)
Am now somewhere between a 7 and an 8 on the "how do you feel" scale. Climbed up from around a 4 at the lowest point this week. Haaate.

And now the lyrics meme. 25 lyrics that you feel like posting/have some meaning to you.

You'll never get them all. )
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( Nov. 5th, 2006 07:25 am)
Sore throat, sniffles, eyes full of gunk.

Hate the sick.

Went to bed last night at 9:30 under a pile of blankets because I couldn't get warm.

Hate the sick.

Small child is also sick. Much with the misery.
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( Oct. 6th, 2006 01:15 pm)
By now, I figure that my loyal readers have figured out that I'm having a somewhat hellacious week. Work stress, sick kid, personal stress, money stress; it's been a nigh perfect storm of doom that has left my stomach tied in knots.

Today is better. tLD is less sick, work has settled into a livable level of controlled panic, and everything is smoothing out. This morning I swapped out the CD that I'd been listening too since Monday afternoon (my Angry/Stressed Out CD mix) for my Good Driving Music CD.

Last night was certainly a contributing factor towards my improved mood. [ profile] sulleniguana and [ profile] outlawcoon took [ profile] touchstone and myself out to see The Merchant of Venice for our birthday treat. It was...really really good. I admit to being a little hesitant; most of what I've heard of the play consists of how astoundingly controversial and anti-Semetic it is. And it is. The play is very clearly a product of the the time when it was written, and I can see how (based upon the text) it could be played very differently by very different actors. This particular performance cast Shylock as a fairly sympathetic character. A sympathetic character with a tragic flaw, but still well played. Pretty damned cool.

And now there's a weekend that is gloriously free of obligations. I believe we'll be planting trees!


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