I did that too, except I wasn't asleep, I was lying in bed feeling like I was going to barf. Happily mr. flea managed the children AND did the taxes while I was down, and while I'm still kinda wobbly I think vomit is not longer on the agenda. Also, as usual, we get a nice fat refund, thanks to our little deductions.
'Same Time, Same Place'
Natter 67: Overriding Vetoes
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, nail polish, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
sumi, me too, and it was sleep. Which is kind of nuts because I slept 13 hours last night. Now I'm foggy and a bit cranky and trying to get motivated. So I'm listening to Violent Femmes.
Yeah, I feel like I lost a good part of the day. I'm not even sure how long I was asleep.
At least the crick in my neck seems to have gone.
That sucks, flea! Anti-nausea to you. Hate that feeling.
I am trying to decide what to do this evening--I have an appointment south of town, and texted a friend down there, but he is out of town. I could go to contradancing. And may--I'm annoyed at my body for not only feeling creaky and achey, but for only losing half a pound this week. I mean, really. What's the point in all the dieting and feeling constrained on food, if I'm not losing any weight?!?
And screw Valentine's Day. And all the couple-ness. And people who are having sex. ...OK now I'm just getting grumpy and unreasonable.
I just went and had my acrylic nails soaked off because my own bitten-off nails finally grew out underneath them. Then I got a gel manicure. I don't know what it is, but it is a super-modern nail polish which is supposed to last 2-3 weeks and it's shiny. Gel FTW.
I went grocery shopping. Why does a bag of baby spinach with bacon bits and croutons cost less per pound than a bag of plain baby spinach? It was a pretty significant difference, too.
And screw Valentine's Day. And all the couple-ness. And people who are having sex. ...OK now I'm just getting grumpy and unreasonable.
I understand this. A friend and I are going out to eat tonight as each other's V'day dates. I am very much looking forward to it.
flea, feel better! No puking.
And screw Valentine's Day. And all the couple-ness. And people who are having sex. ...OK now I'm just getting grumpy and unreasonable.
This was me last night + PMS. Hello crankypants.
i'm totally on the Valentine's Day cranky train. Woo woo.
I don't feel barfy anymore but I have a fever and I'm all achey, and tylenol is not helping either. I am so rarely sick it is strange. I've been watching old Antiques Roadshow clips with the guy I co-edited my high school literary magazine with as appraiser of 19th century books and manuscripts, which is also strange. He looks and sounds pretty much exactly the same.