April 22

So I got better for awhile but not all the way I guess and today I am actually HOME FROM WORK sick in my sweatpants. Wednesdays are our busiest days so you know I must be really trashed to not show up. Yesterday I got all chills and feverish and went to bed at like 6pm. So I've been reading the blogs I haven't read in awhile, and sleeping more, and now this. And did you know the Atlantic Monthly is now free online? So I've been catching up on Caitlin Flanagan too.

Elaine's going to bring me soup.

I wish my day was like this instead:
6:30am-wake up, pray, eat breakfast sitting down, drink tea.
8am-go to work
12pm-leave work and meet friends for lunch
1pm-go back to work
4:30-get off and go to yoga
5:30-go to grocery store and get dinner stuff
6:30 eat and go see those Lewins, even though they're probably at prayer meeting or something.
Read books and talk to Elaine and watch Gilmore Girls until bedtime.

This morning I went out to my car to find more Sudafed, and the sun was rising and it looked like there would actually be a break in the clouds today. The sky has been so heavy and dark and close to the ground lately. But I guess that's how January always is.

Yesterday I was at the Chinese place waiting for my takeout and there were all these kids my age who looked like they worked together eating lunch. They were talking in that almost show-offy kind of flirtatious way, at least the girls were, and the guys were just kind of sitting there trying to keep up. So maybe they weren't coworkers, because that would be a weird way to talk. Anyways they opened their fortune cookies, and one girl got "you will receive a small, valuable package" which of course became a big joke at the table, and then another girl got "your life will be completely changed 3 months from this day." And they all tried to figure out what was going to happen to her on April 22. Mine said something about getting rich.

Home in the snow.

Oh man it's been so long since I posted, everyone probably thinks I got run over. I had a hard holiday season, and I didn't know what to say about it. So I didn't say anything. Things are getting better now, I think.

So I have a cold. I've had it for 5 days, I'm chugging water, I'm completely feeling like I deserve to be well by now. I went to work like normal and even caught a baby with a cold, isn't that gross? Well somebody had to. I'm hoping to wake up tomorrow feeling normal. I've been taking Sudafed, which makes me jumpy and airhead-ish and chattier than usual. Lucky for Elaine she's been out of town this week. Ha.

I went to Steph's wedding in Kansas, and saw all kinds of good people.


That's Jackie's picture. I didn't actually TAKE any, because my dumb batteries were dead. Then the week after the wedding, April came to visit, and we had a little get together with Mark and Donivan and all those Chattanooga boys. It was fun.

This week I haven't done anything but be sick and pass out on the couch after work. Today it started snowing while I was making my dinner. The wind was blowing it all sideways really hard. I was glad I was inside. Sometimes some of the midwives say that changes in barometric pressure make people go into labor. I'm on call tonight so I guess we'll see.
I'll write something better next time. Passing out on the couch and being sick doesn't give you much to say.