After a day and a half or so of feeling good, I’m halfway back to crap.
I blame the kids I work with now. I had to talk for two hours straight, with brief, seconds-long pauses for them to respond in, and then babble some more so they would keep focused. Now my throat is sore again and my head, muscles, and joints are aching.
So not cool.
I promise I will have something interesting and worthwhile to say eventually, just not while I feel so crappy. For example, I’ve been planning to write about my experience with the outstanding Ronald McDonald House, but I haven’t even started writing that one yet. I’m afraid my writing ability won’t live up to what that place deserves. I’ll get over my chicken soon enough and come up with something.
I’ve also got something started about the supercool ICON theater we went to a few weeks ago, but that’s on the back burner too now while I try to get better through the tried and true method of doing nothing.
And then there’s the new apartment. We freaking love it. Except last night, when some idiot next door tried to kill bedbugs by mixing a random assortment of chemicals, created a gas with unexpected reactions, and six apartments (only six! Aren’t we lucky?!) in our huge building had to be evacuated and then evaluated by two HAZMAT teams. We were back within the hour, but it was annoying, and since that apartment is still blocked off with yellow FIRE LINE tape, we’re on edge that some of that gas will seep into our place.
Did I mention we’re saving for a house? And that I got a real job so a real home is a real possibility?
But for today I think it’ s just work from home a little, sleep a lot, maybe read my book, watch some TV on the internet, and sleep some more.