It's been a full week since I posted (and it was a lame post at best!)... but I swear I have a good reason. This stupid man cold has been hanging on (and on and on).
Every time I think I'm getting better (like Monday), I wake up feeling like I got punched in the face-parts again. It's a never-ending cycle of fun, I tell you. On the upside, I slept through the night for the first time in 2 weeks on Monday and it was glorious.
Congrats, I'm officially 3 months old.
Thanks to my never-ending sickness, I seem to be behind on everything.
My plants are chilling on my porch in their plastic containers, begging to get put into the ground. A laundry bomb went off in my bedroom and I can't find the source. And disgustingly my bathroom vanity needs a good scrubdown.... but I'm just too lazy to follow through.
Luckily, I declared today no-shower Wednesday to buy myself some precious morning time back. Because if I didn't post something I'm sure you'd all begin to wonder if I was dead.
Which, if this cold doesn't quit, I very might well be.
And that's all you get, folks. Unless you have remedies for the never-ending cold. Because I can't even get to the dang doctor till Monday cause I'm so booked up... but of course if I make an appointment I will be healed immediately... so I'm not making an appointment.
Maybe if I just drink all the wine I will be miraculously healed?