I am sick.
Damn it.

I hate being sick in general. I really hate being sick when I have lots to do. I have to get ready for The Clothing Show next weekend.

Working 10 days in a row, including a 12 hour day and always getting up at 5 (which is earlier than normal) kicked my ass, and now I’m sick. Unproductive cough, runny/stuffy nose, sinus pressure, body aches and pains, fever of 100.3. Groovy.

I have a NeoCitrin cooling on my night stand now. Extra Strength, so I sweetened it with honey. That makes it not taste like ass.
My back is killing me, so I have one of those little heat-packs on it. That makes my back hurt less, but it’s making me really hot so now I’m even more gross feeling. My hair is sweaty and stringy. I R Teh Sex.

Josh is not here to take care of me, because he’s in Texas on a business trip.

It’s my 1st anniversary this Sunday. I bought him a mushy card, but nothing else yet. Odds are we’ll promise each other nice presents, but really we’ll spend the money on regular bills.

My NeoCitrin is cool enough to drink now. It should knock me out and hopfully I’ll sleep through until morning. Until then, I’ll be watching medical drama shows on TLC.