Incubation

I think I'm brewing a cold, and I don't like it. I hate that run down, tired, slightly sickly and headachey feeling you get when a virus is taking over your body. And we've had a rather nasty bug going around work for the last few weeks. I was all proud of myself for avoiding the sickness bandwagon, and actually surprised, since I have a crappy immune system and I seem to always be sick, hurting, tired, and worn out.

So I thought I had dodged that bullet, but I did notice I've been really, really thirsty for the last several days, which is usually a sign of impending doom. And sure enough, today I started getting those sickly feverish headaches, the slightly swollen lymph glands, the sensitivity to cold, and a bit of delirium too (although that might be purely due to lack of sleep).

Well, let's hope nothing becomes of this in the next few days. I already had some chicken soup and tea, so I'm trying to head this one off at the pass. Wish me luck!

Brrr!

Well, I've been complaining for a while to anyone who'll listen that I'm sick of the 80+ weather and that I'm ready for fall temps. And that's true, to a point. But just like always in the Chicago area, the weather has suddenly turned from days and days of heat, to instant cozy blanket and hot chocolate time. It's not so bad when I'm at work or in the car, because I can blast heaters in those locations and feel nice and toasty. But coming home to a cold house was a bit of a shock to the system today. And I can't quite seem to regain that nice warm body temperature I had earlier this afternoon. I gotta go find the fuzzy blankets and invest in a new pair of slippers before I turn blue.

Is it too late to wish for those hazy hot days again?

Hyperosity

I get a lot of headaches, which is pretty evident if you read the posts on this blog. I'd say half of them are about my experiences with migraines and such. Anyhow, I do have prescription migraine medicine, but for normal headaches I usually just take Excedrin (or Ex, as I call it). And if you have ever taken this headache medicine, you know what I mean when I refer to how it makes you feel. Not only does it get rid of your headache, but it's filled with caffeine, so you get a truly awesome caffeine buzz from it. Take one and you're pretty peppy and excited and full of ideas. Take two and you're off the charts with the shakes, racing thoughts, and fluttering heart beats. I like to call this condition hyperosity. Sure, it solves your headache problem, but then you have to be able to deal with the jitters for the next several hours. And sometimes you get the added bonus of an upset stomach (I usually do), which sort of kills your high, but it's a sometimes necessary side effect.

Anyhow, I woke up today with yet another headache, so I took some Ex. Just one, mind you. And here I am about a half hour later, feeling jittery, scattered, and babbling a mile a minute. I just talked Pete's ear off for the last ten minutes, but he managed to escape to the bathroom upstairs where I can't bother him. So of course now I have all these wonderful ideas and notions and thoughts, and my knees are trembling while I type this, so I figure I'd channel this artificial hyperosity into something productive: this post.

So there you have it. Beware of the Ex. It's a sweet little ride, but this Trix is not for kids.

Higher-class chickens

My mom can say funny things without meaning to, it's just the way she is. She called me this morning for the first of our many chats today, and right in the middle of talking about work she blurted out, "I went to the store yesterday and bought ten cornish hens." I said that was interesting, and asked her why cornish hens? And why ten? She replied, "Because they were on sale for $3.99 a pound, and you can freeze them and they'll still be good. Cornish hens are like small chickens but higher class, so they're pretty good."

Time won't let me

I seem to have the same trouble every day during the work week. I get to work, and unless I'm tired (which is often, I'll admit), I tend to get really energized about what I need to do at home, blog ideas, pictures I want to take, shopping excursions, etc. etc. Yet I sit at work all day with nothing to do, bored out of my skull, restless, trapped. Then I get home and the time just melts away. I mean well and I try to get some things done, but time always manages to fly before I can do anything meaningful besides blogging and feeding the animals. The next thing I know, it's 10:30 and I have only done a load of laundry. Where does the time go?

Well, I think I feel the urge to just lay on the couch and read some fashion magazines. See what I mean?! Nothing gets done around our house from Monday to Friday.

Same old story

I had to get up at 2:50 a.m. this morning to drive Pete to work for an early shift. Man, did that suck. I was really out of it all day, and kept catching myself dozing off, head drifting downward. Of course now that I have left work I am perkier and have some energy, although my sleep-deprivation headache hasn't gone anywhere.

Happy Monday.

Exhausted

I don't understand my body. There are days where I wake up totally refreshed after 4 hours of sleep, and other days where I can sleep 9-10 hours and still feel exhausted. Today is an exhaustion day, although I didn't exactly get that much sleep (more like 5 1/2 hours). Ah, I'm so tired I could easily fall back asleep for another 5 1/2 hours. That sounds absolutely delicious.

Faster?

Do you think shooting daggers with your eyes at a slow driver's head will make them go any faster? I haven't had any luck yet, but I sure like trying.

Rain, rain, go away

How crappy is it that it's been pouring ALL WEEKEND, yet when we're at work the weather tends to be absolutely gorgeous? I had a lot of stuff I wanted to do outside, including plant our gingko trees and straighten the backyard patio, but that definitely isn't going to happen at this point. So instead I'm spending my time indoors blogging when I should really be scrubbing the house from top to bottom (it's pretty icky right now). I just feel tired and lazy. Maybe I'm feeling moody from the rain, I dunno. Well, the day is still young, so I think I'll wrap up surfing the 'net, order my camera (FINALLY), and get some housework done at some point today.

All wet

Pete and I just got done giving Adora and Spanky their flea baths, for the second time in a month. Seems like the drops aren't working very well, because they shouldn't have had a recurrence so soon. Nothing like being covered in dog hair and smelling like flea shampoo.

A real doozy, but...

Today I woke up with a horrible migraine, probably a level 8 on my personal migraine scale. And of course my pills were in my car, so I ended up taking two Excedrin, so now I'm really hyper. Which is kinda neat in its own sick way. If you can beat the nausea and exhaustion, and just have the revved up energy levels, things are kind of fun and trippy. I get very talkative and creative and my mind races in a million different directions. And I have a happy buzz for several hours while the Excedrin floods my system, so I listen to peppy songs, babble to anyone who'll listen about anything and everything, and I come up with a crapload of schemes and ideas. Right now I'm about 2 hours into the high, but I know I'll probably crash after lunch and become sour minded and quiet. So in the meantime I'll just sit back and enjoy the ride.

I'm back

Sorry about the looooong hiatus there. I've just been very busy, then very sick, then very uninspired, and then finally just very lazy. I find myself devoting much of my energy to reverie, and I feel bad that I've ignored The Bitchy Deli. But I'm back, and hoping to post daily, if not weekly.

Here's to more bitching!