I’m still not feeling 100%.  7pm Sunday night, and I’m STILL SICK!  Entire weekend in the trash.  New week ahead with SO MUCH TO DO, and I’M STILL SICK.

whine whine whine.

I get so cranky and whiny and annoying when I’m sick.  I tell Sean that I would hate me too if I were him.  I hate me anyway and I’m me. 

I am the worst sick person.  whine. cry.

When I woke up this morning (as with yesterday morning) I feel like I’m actually a little bit better.  But by the time 3pm rolls around, I’m ready to nap. For the night.  Today I forced myself to keep working.  I need eyelid holder-uppers.  I’m beat.

Maybe once I eat something I’ll get my second, third, fourth wind?

whine whine whine.