I'm home today making sure a low grade cold/illness doesn't turn into a full blown sickness. I'm meeting Friendster Guy's parents this weekend so I gotta be at my best. Or at least my usual. I don't feel all that bad but I woke up with a sore throat. Then my water wasn't even luke warm so I thought I'd eat something and hope it would warm up in the interim. But then I realized I didn't want to eat. That's pretty much the equivalent of my Bat Signal for "stay home and let whatever you have run its course." I NEVER don't want to eat. So here I am. I'm going to go veg on the couch and watch Northern Exposure on DVD. Maybe I'll get my laundry done. Maybe. I'm not feeling up to that either. Or I could just be lazy. It's kind of a combo. Plus it's raining. The perfect day to curl up and do nothing.
I have no idea if anyone is reading this anymore. If you have been loyally checking back now and again I applaud you. At one point this blog was a therapeutic outlet for me. I'm glad to have a chronicle of my experiences during this time of my life. Now, however, instead of a creative outlet it's more of a nagging reminder that I should be posting and this girl does not need one more thing on her "To Do" list. I'd love for you to explore the archives if you so chose. If you have already done so, here's a brief update: Friendster Guy and I are still together and co-habitating. We are in domestic, but still unwedded, bliss (that status could be a post or two in and of itself, but, as I've just said, I'm done with that.) We're so domesticated we're in the market for granite countertops. We also just returned from an Aussie/New Zealand vacation and if 8 days in a tiny RV won't solidify (or destroy) a relationship nothing will. We're stronge
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