I haven’t written properly in days. I was gone all weekend to my mom’s, then I was catching up on stuff I didn’t get done because I was gone. And now, now I’m sick. Damn it. I’ve got a sinus infection or cold or something. Can’t breathe worth a damn. I’ve been taking my vitamin C and zinc and echinecea, and using my various and sundry essential oils. Hopefully I’ll start feeling better tomorrow.
I’m home now, at least. I got blessed three times and had a variety of cold remedies recommended to me by the time I made it out of Walmart with my soup and crackers. I’m sure I reek of Vick’s Vaporub but I can’t smell a thing. A friend is hooking me up with some legitimate 12 hour Sudafed later today, thank you lord.
So I’m marathon watching Monarch of the Glen and drinking endless cups of tea. There are worse ways of spending a sick day.