As much as I would love to say that this is
a new thrill ride at the local theme park that I tried over the weekend and
took a thousand photos of, to write about, you know, it isn’t. It’s just every
day life lately.
To start, I would like to thank the people
who choose to come to work in their best “I’m about to die, I’m so ill” suit.
Thanks honey for giving me this debilitating cold. I had a great weekend,
trying to breathe through my nose while I sleep, trying to walk from the living
room to the bathroom without feeling like I just ran a 500 km marathon, trying
to eat, as my appetite has totally forgotten that I exist.
Oh yes, and one last thing. Thanks for making
me ill, because you are to damn stubborn to go to the doctor and sit around
work until you get booked off, so you can go and recover so nicely. This is
also now keeping me from the gym, which makes me even grumpier than I normally
am. Thanks.
Part of this thrill deathtrap ride is the
inexplicable tears. What the hell? I took pride in the fact that I was such a
badass made-of-armadillo-scales-and-elephant-skin at school. I think I cried
twice. Now, if you just look at me funny, I cry. Puppy on tv? Tears. Baptisms?
Tears. Weddings? Tears. A funny joke? Tears. This is getting too much.
Right now, I can make Statler and Waldorf
look like the two nicest people on earth.
I hope it’s just year-end stress that’s
getting to me. Can the holidays not come any sooner?
Do you have year-end anxiety? How do you
deal?
2 comments:
aw, i hope you feel better soon!!
Oh yikes! I always hated when people came to work sick when I worked in an office. Hope you feel better soon!
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