I got up at my regular time this morning and first thing I did was check my phone. Sure enough, there was a text message from the University – we were closed for the weather. In a word – awesome.
I did an online health survey yesterday and according to that, I’m apparently near death. High risk for like half a dozen serious ailments and conditions. I guess I’d be more worried if the health screening I did recently was even slightly accurate and if the health survey wasn’t so dang vague. I’m going to take this with a grain of salt – which I should be cutting back on – and just keep doing what I’ve been doing.
I forgot my swim gear on Friday -and the pool ended up being closed anyway. Based on my rules…
Given any kind of downtime and I’m likely to be found with my nose in a book. I love to read and the shelves in my own library at home are full to overflowing. So, it’s pretty rare for me to “give up” on a book – that is, start and then not finish.
Last weekend, I went to visit my folks, my sister, and her family for my sister’s birthday. We went out to eat to a local Mexican restaurant and spent much of the weekend hanging out and playing games. I got some high scores in Quirkle and gave the rest of the crew a run for their money in Scotland Yard as the infamous Mr. X.
I ended up making 300 hearts for the Hearts for Humanity dinner/dance. I timed myself and was able to make one heart in 50 seconds. You can do the math on that one – then add in time to actually cut the paper to 1/2 squares. I didn’t get any feedback, but I’m still pleased with the accomplishment.
I’m still doing battle with the remnants of strep throat – though it’s now reduced itself to a sore throat and occasional cough. It’s rare for me to be sick for so long – and it’s making me cranky. Or at least crankier than usual.
I’m still sick. Can’t remember the last time I was ill this long before. I’m better, it’s just a sore throat at this point, but it’s still bothering me. I finished up my antibiotics over the weekend and I’m still taking cold medicine. Tired of being sick.
Tuesday afternoon, I conducted two back to back training sessions at work and started to lose my voice. I didn’t think much of it – I’m not used to talking for 3 hours solid. Once I stopped talking, though, it didn’t get better. The next day at work, I had a sore throat and I sounded really bad.
This morning, on the drive to work, I hit a pothole so bad it knocked the faceplate off my radio.