I’m coming down with a cold. I know I am, because I’ve seen these very same symptoms play out first-hand very recently.
Uuuuggghhh.
But, it should just be a cold. It’ll last for about a week. I’ll feel pretty shitty for three days or so, and then things will get better.
Timing-wise, it sucks because I’m coming off such an incredible week…but here’s the thing: I actually believe this past week was no fluke. I really do think this new schedule was key in this week being so successful, NOT pure willpower.
We’ll see.
I’m off to bed. I’m not feverish…yet…and hopefully that means I get some sleep tonight. That’s the worst thing about being sick: it’s not restful whatsoever. It looks like it is from the outside, because the sick person is all bundled up in bed, or lazing on the couch, but when you’re actually living it, you realize you’re not fucking resting at ALL. Everything hurts. Even sleep. It’s the worst 😛
This year hasn’t been great on that front: staying away from getting sick. I think this will be the third cold I’ve had this year? Maybe not…maybe I’m thinking of last year. I should do a blog search and see. At the very least I know it’s the SECOND cold I’ve had this year…though the first time I’m pretty sure it was actually the flu and not a cold. And I’m pretty sure I got this one from the same person 😂
Oh well.
We’ll ride it out, folks. I’ll watch some Star Trek. Listen to some audiobooks, and wait for my body to do its thing with the aid of liquids and drugs.
Good night. Hope you’re healthy out there 😉