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Sunday, November 22, 2015

Peevish

Hello friends, please indulge me for a minute here while I whine. I can't help myself. I don't blame you if you want to stop reading now because this will be some self-indulgent pity - party listen-to-me-complain kind of post. Not interesting in the slightest. You've been warned.

Still here? OK.

 I feel soooo bad. Like I've been run over by a Mack truck that needs to come back and finish the job. I have a shitty headache and a shitty fever and (in case you can't tell!) a shitty attitude. Irritability is a sure sign that I'm sick. Driving home from work today I found myself cursing aloud at other drivers, not because they were doing anything wrong, but because just the very look of some of them inexplicably pissed me off. It was kind of absurd. Who does that?

Then I had to make three stops on the way home before I could reach the sweet sanctuary of my pjs and my bed. Each one felt like a herculean task what with my whole body aching and feeling feverish.

 First, the low fuel light in my car came on, so I had to stop for gas. I wasn't prepared to risk running out and getting stranded. Then I went through the bank's drive up ATM to deposit a check that had to go in if I wanted tomorrow's car payment to clear. And then I had no choice but to stop at the grocery store because we were running out of things like toilet paper and bread. Necessary stuff even if you do feel like you might die at any moment, if only for the sake of the other person who lives here. I thought I'd never make it home!

So here I am, in front of the fireplace, wrapped in a blanket, sipping iced cranberry juice and typing this out on my phone.  Settling in for the night has helped me feel a tiny bit better. I might live after all. Maybe.


12 comments:

  1. Having read this Jenifer I am now really pleased that my post last night made you laugh! Hope you are soon feeling better.x

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  2. Poor you! Get well soon, and next time ask "the other person who lives here" to do the shopping ;-)
    By the way, I am the worst patient ever - I am so IMpatient with myself on the rare occasion when I am unwell, that I probably drive anyone mad who tries to help or encourage me.

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    1. Gregg was at work that day himself and we were literally three squares of toilet paper away from no toilet paper! Ha! Otherwise I'd have let him go shopping instead! :)

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  3. I hope you feel better soon.
    Being sick and having to work is just the worst.
    Love the card, it is the best.

    cheers, parsnip

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    1. I didn't even get the satisfaction of sneezing near my one boss that I despise -- the jerk never works on the weekends!

      (Just kidding. I wouldn't intentionally try to get someone else sick. Much.)

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  4. I feel for you; as Parsnip said above, there's nothing worse than being REALLY ill and having to work. Hot lemon and honey, not cold cranberry juice!

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    1. You are right, of course. And I've been consuming lots of warm honey and lemon juice. I've added in a shot of whiskey at bedtime, too. The cranberry juice over ice was just to battle dehydration. My nose has been running and I've had a cough which has left me feeling parched! Juice with ice melting into is great for sipping at all afternoon!

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  5. I'm sorry for you. You have good reason to whine.

    Love,
    Janie

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    1. Thanks Janie! I hope all is well with you and your two sweet pups!

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