I don’t really allow myself to be sick. I realize that I’m making an utterly ridiculous statement here but it’s basically the truth. I just figure if I open my mind up to actually getting sick then it is more likely to happen so even if I feel pretty crappy I’ll usually just say that I’ll be fine and go about my day. In many ways I think it’s the right thing to do because I’m positive that there are people far worse off than I am in almost every way on every given day. That being said I’m far from 100% these past couple of days.
In the past CJ has usually had to beg me to take it easy until she is at her wit’s end. One of my friends even emailed me yesterday and said, “Get some rest. I realize you think that is a 4-letter word but take care of yourself.” I have to admit that made me chuckle both at the wittiness of the comment and at myself for being so stubborn. That being said I did exactly as recommended by loved ones and friends.
Perhaps this less than groundbreaking news isn’t quite blogworthy but in my case I’m both searching for things to write about in my compromised mental state and acknowledging small signs of growth, so I write on. Last night I actually skipped yoga class and came home and watched a movie. Today I decided to take off from my regular Tuesday triple shift (which means I only taught two classes and worked seven hours ). What can I say? My idea of a short day is a little bit different than the average, but I’m learning! I’m honestly fairly proud of myself.
So here I sit on my couch for the second night in a row. I’m about to watch the last hour of the movie I didn’t finish last night. I decided to turn it off and go to bed at a reasonable hour for a person with a 5 a.m. wake up call. I’ve got plenty of leftovers from the weekend that I can munch on and if it weren’t for being a little less that 100% (also know as s-i-c-k) I’d be feeling pretty darn awesome. There are a couple of things that I really feel like I need to do but I’m resisting the temptation, an appropriate exercise for holy week I should think.
So I think I’ll go on a rant of 4-letter words now starting with r-e-s-t. At some point I’ll move on and have some s-o-u-p. Later tonight I’ll probably take a b-a-t-h. And when it’s all said and done if my cough won’t settle down before I crash I’ll bend my Lenten rules, get out a bottle of aged rum and do a s-h-o-t. Now there’s a a 4-letter word that I can look forward to! Maybe this s-i-c-k thing is underrated? Or maybe I’m just ready for Lent to be over? Maybe a little bit of both as long as I can take the time to chill out a bit.
Well that’s all for now. Soups on and it’s showtime!