It snowed yesterday!!! The first snow of the year... my favorite. It started in the morning around 11 and carried on all day until dinner time.
Unfortunately, it appears as if the snow has brought along his not so pretty friend. Sick. I knew it was coming, and today it's here. My head aches and I can't breathe. Coughing, sore throat, sniffling... yuck. Sick sucks.
I've been here less than an hour and I'm already considering going home.
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Friday, November 03, 2006
Wednesday, October 18, 2006
Owie
I'm getting old. Every day I have a new ache or a new pain, and what a pain that is. Ha Ha.
Seriously, today my list of complaints sits at:
1 sore neck
1 headache (could be caused by either the sore neck or the 50 gazillion things I have on my desk today)
1 sore rib/ab muscle
1 sore lower back (darn pesky slipped disk)
1 sorish knee
Oh, and also. Shrinking. I'm shrinking at 30 years old.
Now, maybe some of these can be contributed to the nasty smacking I got in hockey on Monday night. (No ones fault, unless skating with your head down in hockey is a no-no. Oh, it is? Huh, learn something new every day).
Anyways, I'm pretty sure the sore neck/knee/ab-rib thing is hockey's fault. But the others, the slipped disk and the sore neck and the shrinking. The pesky, pesky shrinking. Soley the fault of being old, decrepit, and crooked. (Did I say old? Yes. Old.)
Seriously, today my list of complaints sits at:
1 sore neck
1 headache (could be caused by either the sore neck or the 50 gazillion things I have on my desk today)
1 sore rib/ab muscle
1 sore lower back (darn pesky slipped disk)
1 sorish knee
Oh, and also. Shrinking. I'm shrinking at 30 years old.
Now, maybe some of these can be contributed to the nasty smacking I got in hockey on Monday night. (No ones fault, unless skating with your head down in hockey is a no-no. Oh, it is? Huh, learn something new every day).
Anyways, I'm pretty sure the sore neck/knee/ab-rib thing is hockey's fault. But the others, the slipped disk and the sore neck and the shrinking. The pesky, pesky shrinking. Soley the fault of being old, decrepit, and crooked. (Did I say old? Yes. Old.)
Thursday, September 28, 2006
Catching my breath
It was all I could do this morning to drag my sorry butt out of bed. While I stood in the shower, I thought "whew, last day this week - tomorrow I can sleep in". I drank an extra cup of coffee to get me going.
I'm out of energy. Usually Fall is the time of year where I recharge and relax. This year, it doesn't seem to be that way. The combination of W.'s operation and subsequent recovery, the new house and all the stress that comes with that, and pure freaking insanity at work, the recharge hasn't come yet. I think in part it's that I didn't get the usual breaks over the summer.
Only one horse show, no vacations. It makes it really hard. The only time I took off work, was spent in the hospital with W. I'm so glad I could be there with him, but relaxing and rejuvenating, it wasn't. I haven't been to the gym in a month. I've been riding 4 times in that month. Thank god hockey has started and I'll get in some scheduled exercise.
It doesn't look like that rest is coming for a while yet. We (and here I mean, I) are in the throes of getting this house business all together. It's calling lawyers, real estate agents, insurance companies, mortgage brokers. It's shopping for furniture (fun right? ha!) which is stress in itself. Green or Brown? Matching set, or different patterns? Bedroom set, or just bed and night tables. It's just keeping our apartment tidy and the dishes done. I'm doing this all on top of trying to keep it together in a really stressful and busy time of year at work.
I'm out of energy. Usually Fall is the time of year where I recharge and relax. This year, it doesn't seem to be that way. The combination of W.'s operation and subsequent recovery, the new house and all the stress that comes with that, and pure freaking insanity at work, the recharge hasn't come yet. I think in part it's that I didn't get the usual breaks over the summer.
Only one horse show, no vacations. It makes it really hard. The only time I took off work, was spent in the hospital with W. I'm so glad I could be there with him, but relaxing and rejuvenating, it wasn't. I haven't been to the gym in a month. I've been riding 4 times in that month. Thank god hockey has started and I'll get in some scheduled exercise.
It doesn't look like that rest is coming for a while yet. We (and here I mean, I) are in the throes of getting this house business all together. It's calling lawyers, real estate agents, insurance companies, mortgage brokers. It's shopping for furniture (fun right? ha!) which is stress in itself. Green or Brown? Matching set, or different patterns? Bedroom set, or just bed and night tables. It's just keeping our apartment tidy and the dishes done. I'm doing this all on top of trying to keep it together in a really stressful and busy time of year at work.
Thursday, September 14, 2006
One tired pony
I almost called in tired today. I had so intended to go to bed at a decent time last night, but as usual, it was after 11:30 pm when I finally climbed into bed, and after midnight when I finally put my book down. The rest of the night went a little something like this:
12:31 am - I'm cold. Pull the blankets up a little more
1:36 am - Still cold, still awake. Glare at W and the cat who are both sound asleep
2:15 am - Status check - Awake. Look at the clock and groan. Only 4 more hours until the alarm goes off. At least it's still dark out.
3:09 am - The cat is playing in the bathroom.
3:59 am - Stuff my head under the pillow and swear not to look at the clock anymore.
4:16 am - Oops. Looked at it again
4:20 am - And again.
4:32 am - For goodness sakes! Stop looking at the clock!!
5:something am - ZZZzzzzzz... Finally!
5:55 am - W gets up for medicine. GRRRRRRRR. Think about smothering someone with my pillow. Consider self as good option. Might get some sleep that way.
6:35 am - Dammit - there's the alarm. Hit snooze. Fall asleep immedidately.
6:44 am - What's that! Oh, alarm again. Snooze. Back to sleep.
6:53 am - Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! Trying to get some sleep here.
7:02 am - Hey alarm clock? Trying to get some sleep here. Stop waking me up.
7:11 am - PANIC!!!!! Supposed to be at work in 20 minutes!!!!!
Hello Coffee... you are my new bestest friend.
12:31 am - I'm cold. Pull the blankets up a little more
1:36 am - Still cold, still awake. Glare at W and the cat who are both sound asleep
2:15 am - Status check - Awake. Look at the clock and groan. Only 4 more hours until the alarm goes off. At least it's still dark out.
3:09 am - The cat is playing in the bathroom.
3:59 am - Stuff my head under the pillow and swear not to look at the clock anymore.
4:16 am - Oops. Looked at it again
4:20 am - And again.
4:32 am - For goodness sakes! Stop looking at the clock!!
5:something am - ZZZzzzzzz... Finally!
5:55 am - W gets up for medicine. GRRRRRRRR. Think about smothering someone with my pillow. Consider self as good option. Might get some sleep that way.
6:35 am - Dammit - there's the alarm. Hit snooze. Fall asleep immedidately.
6:44 am - What's that! Oh, alarm again. Snooze. Back to sleep.
6:53 am - Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! Trying to get some sleep here.
7:02 am - Hey alarm clock? Trying to get some sleep here. Stop waking me up.
7:11 am - PANIC!!!!! Supposed to be at work in 20 minutes!!!!!
Hello Coffee... you are my new bestest friend.
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