I have been sick.
It started out with a cold and breaking my pinky toe, which was not a fun combination, and evolved into a sinus infection. I’m impressed with myself each time I have one of these, because no matter how few fluids I consume when I feel crappy, I always go through a whole box of tissues and have all this snot. I feel like it should work backwards—like, if I go awhile without drinking anything, shouldn’t my nose dry up? It’s the only thing that makes actual sense here.
The upside of this mess is that I finally had the willpower (re: patience) and time to edit photos from last year’s GFAF Expo so I could get up the post. Otherwise, I’ve been trying to sleep everything off, because it feels like the wise thing to do. I once read rest and sleep helps the body recoup, so I’m doing that. (I mean, not that I’ve got a choice. I got the sleepy medicine that induces a coma and renders me a zombie when I awake, so.)
There’s a very fine line between hunger, exhaustion and a stuffy nose, and I don’t have tolerance for all three at once. 😣
I did have the bright idea of trying Cherry Honey Ricola drops instead of sticking to my typical flavors, and I don’t recommend it unless you’re deeply in love with cherries. I think the honey makes it too sweet; I looked at the ingredients, and it has sugar despite containing honey, and honey and sugar are both sugar, so I don’t understand that corporate decision. My BFFs during this time: Ricola, Sudoku, Roseanna M. White, and Bunheads. I’m not friends with Robitussin, because it makes me smell like the medicine.
‘Cause I feel like crap, here is what I’ve been reading/perusing on the internet. (And listening to.)
This song reminds me of the things I did that were supposedly “bad”, but in hindsight seem like some of the best decisions I ever made. Like, shout out to my ex? And also to all the “because I said so” people. I’m the person I am today because I did something bad. 👌😊
Nickelodeon went off air for 17 minutes on March 17, 2018 in support of the students who walked out of school in honor of the 17 Parkland students who died.
Last year, something someone said to me struck me. I was reminded of this from Ash:
“I’m convinced that we need each other for this reason more than any: to act as little guideposts for one another. Every single thing you do becomes a beacon for someone else…”
[brushes hands] Now, dear reader, I am going to lay in bed and read myself to beddy-bye time (except, with my luck, I might not even fall asleep). 😪