Ya know, I'm tired of being sick. I'm tired of being tired. Hell I'm tired of hearing me talk about being tired.....but alas and alack....that's the way it is. For some unknown reason to me, my immune system has just stuck out it's tongue and said AWHHHHHH for any an all little germy things that float by. I'm tempted to start gargling with anti-bacterial hand sanitizer.
I mean it's 10 days past the starting gun and I'm still sitting here waiting for my legs to listen to my brain, which is in neutral. I guess. I was on meds until Thurs. last and as soon as I quit taking the silly, foul tasting things....yep, achoo, ick and sniff, blow came back. The kids haven't even been in school long enough to bring any fresh germies in. WTH. It's not like I've been anywhere. It's not like I went out and licked the handle on the cart at Walmart to see if I could come down with some dreaded something. I've been minding my own business taking pictures of cute little witches, toys, destash trash and making valentines.
That must be it...it's the Valentines that did this. Yeah, thinking happy thoughts and doing goodie things is so contrary to my evil nature that I made myself sick. Nah, I'm not swallowing that either, with my tea and lemon and honey.
Kid update: GK fell down, went boom, spent some time in the ER and got another x-ray on the other wrist this time. Bad sprain (wrist imobilizer, sling), she was very disappointed that there was no casting involved. Yeah she would have loved it about hour 3. Ry went for some evaluations and came home raving about his new good friend the chubby lady who looks like Oma who let him play with dinosaurs. I swear he is a trip to Disneyland every day.
Adult update: same old (%^$ for both Shelley and Joe. Poor workers of the world. But at least their working. Me, I'm gonna make a fortune on the cure for the common bitch and moan woman over 60.
Good things right around the corner, just another day in paradise my dears.