My head feels like it’s going to explode, my nose is sniffly, and I’ve been coughing.
Feeling under the weather makes me angry, and then I was mean to Dave, and now he’s mad at me.
I went to bed at 7:30 p.m. last night and slept until 7:00 a.m. today. I’m still tired.
The last physical exercise I got was a walk on Monday.
My eyes are burning.
I’m working from home today, but feel guilty about being absent from the office when there’s so much to be done.
Sesame barfed this morning and is now lying in a skinny-ass heap, looking pathetic.
I can’t decide whether or not I want a cup of tea.
The UTB is tomorrow, and although I usually can’t wait to go, right now, it’s feeling like a “should do” not a “want to.”
I hate when I get whiny like this.
I think I have a cold.
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