A not-very-good day for me...

Monday, May 18, 2015

This cold/congestion/nasal drip is really kicking my ass.  It wouldn't be so bad, I don't think, but because of the nasal drip going down my throat, my throat is raw, hurts, and I can barely talk.  When I do talk, my voice gives out in the middle of whatever I'm saying.  Plus, I'm coughing and coughing.  Ugh - I am feeling miserable.  Not just miserable, but mizzable.  Ha!

After I woke up this morning, I stayed in bed tableting and reading as I usually do, and then I let myself doze back off.  I did eventually rouse myself and made myself get up, but I didn't do anything.  I just crashed in my recliner.  I did get up and find something to eat, since I knew I had to eat something, even though I didn't feel like it.  I finally settled on a bowl of cereal - Cap'n Crunch with Crunchberries - and that was that.  At 3:30, I did the little task I've been doing - once again, even though I didn't really feel like it - and got that over with for the day.  Only three days left of this task!  When I got back from doing this, Josh was here.  He's looking at my printer for me.  I put in a new black ink cartridge, but it never printed out the alignment page.  I can't figure it out.
Turns out that he couldn't figure it out, either.  Phooey!

I plopped back into my recliner after he left, and when Ron texted me, I told him that I wasn't going to walk.  Then, strange as anything, by the time Ron got home, I was asleep again!  Not just a doze, but really asleep.  I didn't even hear him come in.  He let me sleep, too, and we were gonna eat supper a bit later than usual.
I then got a text from Chelle.  We can go to pick up a recliner from her aunt, since she (Chelle) is off work tonight.  We can wait and do it tomorrow night, but she works tomorrow night and we'd have to meet her aunt by ourselves.  We'd rather not do that, so off we go tonight, after Ron makes himself an egg sandwich for his supper.
We meet Josh and Chelle, then her aunt, and we get the chair picked up.  We bring it back home and played car-go-round, moving the vehicles so that Ron could put the chair into the garage for now.  It needs to be Febreezed real good - it is coming from a 'smoking' house - but that's a small price to pay.  We know it's a good chair, from a good home, and that's more important.

I made myself an egg sandwich for my supper, and that was that for the night. I don't think I'll put my food in myfitnesspal tonight, I don't want to be hollered at!  I watched dead guys, NCIS:LA, and  now more dead guys.  But my bed is calling me.

Over this last week, there have been three deaths around me, and the first funeral is tomorrow.
One of my classmates from school lost her sister.  A friend from church lost her father (well, the father was a friend from church, too) and his funeral will be Wednesday.  A friend from my Biggest Loser group lost her husband and his Memorial Service will be Thursday.
It's gonna be a long, strange week.