Ginger, I hope that rib sorts itself out.
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Ginger, I hope that rib sorts itself out.
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I hope you're not coming down with something, too, smonster.
I wanted to give blood last Friday. Then I read the small print on the notice from the place that was having a collection event: 11am-3:30pm. Yeah, sorry, there's this whole employment thing that takes precedence. This is one of the few times I miss working for the NIEHS. They use to get the blood people to come to them, and I could donate on company time.
Feeling worse, not better, so I'm staying home today. I tend to stay home the first day I feel sick to head it off at the pass and keep from spreading it. Who knows, might be SAD combined with too many chicken wings, but I slept a lot and still feel crappy.
hope you feel better soon, smonster
Poor, smonster. Feel better soon.
I think I might have finally gotten rid of the three day headache from hell. Keeping my fingers crossed that it doesn't come back.
Thanks. I just got woken up by Jehovah's Witnesses at the door. I have to say that I was impressed - when I cut them off to say that I was sick and not up to a discussion, they asked if they could get me anything. That was nice and actually Christian of them.
sj, glad your headache is better and hope it stays that way.
I think I'm going to try and eat.
when I cut them off to say that I was sick and not up to a discussion, they asked if they could get me anything.
Nice!
I'm going to start the flylady stuff. I hate feeling so disorganized and chaotic and I hope that this can help a little bit.
I like the site redesign.
I think I might have finally gotten rid of the three day headache from hell. Keeping my fingers crossed that it doesn't come back.
I think you gave it to me. Went to bed with, and woke up with a headache. Hate.
smonster, feel better.
So I emailed Big Brothers to "schedule" a pick up, thinking I could actually schedule it for next week. Turns out they tell you when they'll pick it up, and it's tomorrow. Le sigh -- at least they're picking it up. Beggars, et. al.
Oh, great. My office light just went out as the tornado warning sirens just went off (happens monthly, not a tornado) on this grey day.
It's going to be One of Those Days, right?
Our Jehovah's witnesses got roped into helping stack wood once.