She's gone from "suck" to "blow"!
Jun. 29th, 2002 07:27 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
tiamatladyBleh.
So the short short version -
The Bajoran Death Flu has actually taken a turn for the worse. I'm pretty sure, despite![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
dancer's admonitions, I overdid yesterday.
Let me sum up:
Wednesday - go to client expecting to spend all day going over work. Find out that other accountant is NOT showing up, I'll be very glad if he never does again. I end up working two hours on a problem not really mine to fix, and not really being able to bill a lot of time *sigh* So much for paying bills *grin* Get home, rest and shower and head to ManRay. Hang with the Coat, watch some annoying people simply NOT have lives of their own AGAIN (and really, it is just plain sad) and basically have a good time, although he's far too much of a tease and I'm feeling some of the "gloss" wear off. I'm straining to speak most of the night.
Thursday - spend most of the day in and around my bed. Planning on sleeping early. Get a call from Marcus, asks if he can stay, which I'm REALLY not thrilled at, still being sick, and, OH did I mention HE has it too? So were coughing on each other all night *sigh* I got my best sleep starting at 6:30 AM until -
Friday - my 7 AM wakeup call frombunicula who sounded just as exhausted as I was. HE has reason. After my shower I felt pretty good, even more so after my coffee. Get to the (now defunct) Haus of Shag to help move. I wanted to jump in and push my weight around, so to speak, but dancer didn't want me overexerting. I ended up being more of a gopher, small items arranger, and cleanup crew while D was gone. Oh and chauffeur, off to fetch the help of Skaven and Tzizimine. BadAndy is amazing when working his butt off! The truck ( and they got the BIG truck) was loaded by noonish, and we were off, other cars full to the new house. It's so CUTE, and I think, the perfect size. I can't wait to see it when the lawn looks like a LAWN and not a forest. While D and Eileen were off getting lunch, I started unpacking my car, and learned my limits are VERY small. I had to keep sitting down and just BREATHING. SO I again, moved little things, and helped set up and clean up lunch, so that dancer and Krista could go back to moving. I'm glad I was of some help, but it did suck watching people bounce up and down stairs. We were done unloading by 4, which I think is totally incredible. I headed home to change, and get my bathing suit, as J's father invited us all over for Chinese food and a swim in the pool. I'm scared at how easy it was to create a whirlpool! And my silly suit kept trying to float up. By this time, tho, I was starting to feel, and sound AWFUL. I really hope I haven't made anyone (else) sick. I took Dan home, and headed home myself, stopping to pick up Marcus again. By the time I got home, I couldn't speak above a whisper. I'm pretty sure the early morning and the running around stressed my body to a point that the cold took hold again. Not that I'd change a thing tho.
Which leads us to today. I've done nothing but watch trash TV and eat Rice Crispies, and Marc has slept. I need to callelvendoll regarding plans for the next couple of days for Marc. I'm hoping that today makes us both better in the long run. I FEEL pretty good, except for the occasional coughing fits, the constant nose blowing, and the total LACK of voice. So if I don't answer the phone you'll know why, and WOE to anyone who makes fun of me. My voice WILL come back and I will seriously roast anyone who feels the need to mock incessantly.
I'm going to try to coax Marcus awake so we can go get some real food. I'm SERIOUSLY considering how good a steak will taste. Funny, I'm craving protein, and juice. heh.
So the short short version -
The Bajoran Death Flu has actually taken a turn for the worse. I'm pretty sure, despite
dancer's admonitions, I overdid yesterday.Let me sum up:
Wednesday - go to client expecting to spend all day going over work. Find out that other accountant is NOT showing up, I'll be very glad if he never does again. I end up working two hours on a problem not really mine to fix, and not really being able to bill a lot of time *sigh* So much for paying bills *grin* Get home, rest and shower and head to ManRay. Hang with the Coat, watch some annoying people simply NOT have lives of their own AGAIN (and really, it is just plain sad) and basically have a good time, although he's far too much of a tease and I'm feeling some of the "gloss" wear off. I'm straining to speak most of the night.
Thursday - spend most of the day in and around my bed. Planning on sleeping early. Get a call from Marcus, asks if he can stay, which I'm REALLY not thrilled at, still being sick, and, OH did I mention HE has it too? So were coughing on each other all night *sigh* I got my best sleep starting at 6:30 AM until -
Friday - my 7 AM wakeup call from
bunicula who sounded just as exhausted as I was. HE has reason. After my shower I felt pretty good, even more so after my coffee. Get to the (now defunct) Haus of Shag to help move. I wanted to jump in and push my weight around, so to speak, but dancer didn't want me overexerting. I ended up being more of a gopher, small items arranger, and cleanup crew while D was gone. Oh and chauffeur, off to fetch the help of Skaven and Tzizimine. BadAndy is amazing when working his butt off! The truck ( and they got the BIG truck) was loaded by noonish, and we were off, other cars full to the new house. It's so CUTE, and I think, the perfect size. I can't wait to see it when the lawn looks like a LAWN and not a forest. While D and Eileen were off getting lunch, I started unpacking my car, and learned my limits are VERY small. I had to keep sitting down and just BREATHING. SO I again, moved little things, and helped set up and clean up lunch, so that dancer and Krista could go back to moving. I'm glad I was of some help, but it did suck watching people bounce up and down stairs. We were done unloading by 4, which I think is totally incredible. I headed home to change, and get my bathing suit, as J's father invited us all over for Chinese food and a swim in the pool. I'm scared at how easy it was to create a whirlpool! And my silly suit kept trying to float up. By this time, tho, I was starting to feel, and sound AWFUL. I really hope I haven't made anyone (else) sick. I took Dan home, and headed home myself, stopping to pick up Marcus again. By the time I got home, I couldn't speak above a whisper. I'm pretty sure the early morning and the running around stressed my body to a point that the cold took hold again. Not that I'd change a thing tho.Which leads us to today. I've done nothing but watch trash TV and eat Rice Crispies, and Marc has slept. I need to call
elvendoll regarding plans for the next couple of days for Marc. I'm hoping that today makes us both better in the long run. I FEEL pretty good, except for the occasional coughing fits, the constant nose blowing, and the total LACK of voice. So if I don't answer the phone you'll know why, and WOE to anyone who makes fun of me. My voice WILL come back and I will seriously roast anyone who feels the need to mock incessantly.I'm going to try to coax Marcus awake so we can go get some real food. I'm SERIOUSLY considering how good a steak will taste. Funny, I'm craving protein, and juice. heh.
