live to blog another day
Well, I made it. No pine box for me today. Oh, it was touch and go there for a while. I mean, if I'd kept up the whining for much longer, I'm pretty certain Mr. Lincoln (you know...IDP?) yeah, he was gonna do me in. But I woke up today feeling less crappy than the day before, so I let my daughter drag me out into the real world...the scary part with shopping malls and freeways...and now I feel sort of ok. Not fabulous quite yet, but let's face it, I was only sick for under a week. I should have a few more days of mild bitching before I have to hang it up and be hunky dory again.
As a side note...does anyone actually say "hunky dory" anymore? I have no idea where I came up with that one. Must be residual delirium from the fever. But no matter, I'm feeling better, and that's surely earned me a few outdated phrases.
On the down side of feeling better, I think I've also earned myself a date with a mop and a broom. My house is looking a whole lot worse for the wear, and I can't claim a near death experience to get myself out of it tomorrow. Oh well...I had it good for a few days. And on the upside...I wasn't hungry for at least four days, so surely I've lost a few pounds, right? And I was coughing so hard I feel like I've done at least a thousand stomach crunches, so my abs should be in tip top shape!
You know, having a wicked cold gets a bad rap, but it's really not all that bad. A few days of whining, ditching the household chores, involuntary weight loss, and accidental toning is nothing to sneeze at! Um...err...you know what I mean. I'm just saying, things are looking up. And as long as I was up, I figured I'd toss in a new blog. It's a win-win situation if you ask me.
Until the next time...I'll be dancing through the dust with my brand new broom!