My Weekend Broke
On Friday night, my voice started sounding raspy. When I woke up on Saturday morning it was even raspier, my throat was soar, and I didn’t feel so hot. I did what I usually do when I start feeling sick: I ignore it and go about my day. Later in the afternoon, when I got home, I started working on a few things, but I was exhausted and feeling feverish so I took a nap.
I woke up a couple hours later when my phone rang. I answered it, but no words came out at first. When they did I didn’t recognize them nor did the person on the other end because the caller asked if I was there. I laid back down, stared at my walls (which are covered with many interesting things), and feel back asleep. A hour later my phone rang again and the same thing happened except I sounded worse. Even though it was only 8 o’clock I decided to call it day and went to bed, but first, I turned off my phone. Actually, I slept on the couch with my clothes on and I didn’t haven’t to turn off my phone, anyone who would have called already had. I woke up this morning feeling a bit better.
Seems like I’ve been sick all year. I was sick with the flu or something for the first week and half of January and now this cold. Ugh, this better be it. I’ve got work to do.
It sucks because I had a lot planned for this weekend: go to a concert, snowboarding, work on redesigning this site, and other things. All I accomplished was checking out some of Vermont 3.0, walking around, looking at books and magazines at the bookstore, and some research for some projects I want to do. I also did a lot of thinking (I’ve had a lot on my mind lately) while I laid on the couch, staring at my walls. Which was actually nice because one thing I thought about made me feel better. Things will workout eventually as long as I’m patient. Luckily, I’m very patient; I can wait years. The best things are worth waiting for. If things don’t workout, why waste time worrying about something that’s out of my hands. Hmm, maybe it’s the fever that’s making me think uncharacteristically positive.
That’s my busted weekend. I hope everyone else’s was much better. I’m going to stare at my walls some more.
3 Comments
Janelle Faith Tavormina said 344 days ago:
you probably needed to have your ass kicked onto the couch. It really can be productive in other ways.
I just found out my florida vacation has gone down the shitter. I feel without hope. Phooey.
(your walls ARE interesting to stare at. And everything they contain)
S.R. Wild said 344 days ago:
Yes, I needed some quality couch time.
Florida? I’m guessing not for spring break in Daytona beach.
I’m sure my walls have changed since you last saw them a few months ago. I’m trying to cover every inch because I can’t paint them. That reminds me, I should have taken your portrait. I always forget, despite the sign on my door. If you stop by again, reminded me.
Janelle Faith Tavormina said 339 days ago:
I vill remind you. Hopefully sooner than later….need to veg out somewhere other than saratoga.
I got a studio, by the way! You’ll have to come down and check it out someday!!!! (when its full of brilliant art)
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