Good Sunday my minions...I decided to blog before this stupid illness takes over and I am huddled on the couch with my "comfort" book (Mists of Avalon) in a snotty, drippy mess. Yup...the plague has come to our home. For the record, I call any illness the plague...I'm a big baby when it comes to being sick and I'm a bit of a germ-a-phobe, so sick doesn't happen overly much around here....Wait, did I just jinx myself? What do I have to do to un-jinx this?!
Right now I am not too bad, I cannot say the same for the hubby. His co-workers is where he contracted the plague and now it has come here. I'm really hoping to not be as bad as the hubby. Hoping. Really hoping. Doesn't help the weather is total crap...rain when I woke up, turned to ice when I was showering, and now it's snowing...side ways. Fun times. Funner? I have to go out and stock up on plague supplies today. I can already feel the muscles in my neck and back tensing up...or is that part of the plague?! I don't know!!!
Yes, I'm a big baby when I'm sick. I will reiterate that probably throughout this blog. UGH! Why!!!??? WHY???!!! ...aaannnd maybe just a tad over dramatic...just a smidge. I am going into full hibernation mode...where I read and sleep all day. To try and stave off the plague germs. It usually works...usually. That or I still get sick but at least I have my comfort book and get to catch up on some sleep. What makes me mad is that I'll not be arting...GRRRR.
I actually have been Trad. Doodling the past 2 days. I haven't gotten the journal, yet. I was GOING to get it tomorrow or the next day...but now it's a depending on how we feel. I decided I didn't want to wait for a journal, so I used some tiny card-stock paper and did some doodles...nothing out of this world...but I will be using them for promotions, most likely. I plan on trying to do something today, but no promises. All depends on how I'm feeling tomorrow...and we still have to get the groceries done...it sucks.
Remember as a kid, when you were sick?? Everything was magically taken care of...sick or not...but sometimes you HAD to go grocery shopping with your parent(s). Now no matter how you feel...you have to go. No reprieve...no passing go and collecting your $200...Nope. Bundle up trudge out into the elements...get your stuff, spread your plague and come home. I hate knowing that I'm spreading it...but really what choice do we have?!
I will make it through...I just really don't like being sick. I'm not sure anyone really likes being sick...maybe people suffering from Munchhausen's...I am going to try and push through more. Try and do the adulting thing. Actually function and not fall apart like a complete basket case...yeah who am I kidding?! Maybe you? No? Well at least I tried...
On that note, my minions, I shall leave you, plague free and skipping merrily through the fields...and if any of you that have the plague, I am sorry and I shall commiserate with you. My head feels like it may float off and away or implode...and at this point I think I'd be okay with either...stupid, stupid plague. The New Year "Curse" continues....