Sunday, February 13, 2005

sick and tired

I am sick and tired. No, really. I could feel a cold coming on starting maybe about Thursday or so, but today it really hit. I woke up this morning feeling awful, and all I could eat that didn't make me feel worse was toast. It's because I'm working so hard and not taking care of myself. I've been getting sick a lot more lately, and I've shown other signs of Kim-neglect such as mood swings and gaining some weight. I know that those things arent really really huge issues, but they remind me that I need to work hard not just at the office, but at taking care of my life, too. So today I listened to my body and I stayed in bed most of the day. Tomorrow I'm going to find other ways of taking care of myself, like taking breaks at work, and drinking more water. Something I could really use at work is a plant. I know that sounds crazy, but it's true. I need a plant on my desk. Something not too big, and with nice green leaves that don't shed or make a lot of mess. I like plants. I think they help me to be calmer during the day. Maybe it's all the oxygen they produce, or something like that. But either way, my desk needs a plant. One of these days I'm going to get one.

Tomorrow is Valentine's day. I feel really disappointed, because I was going to celebrate with Myles tonight instead of tomorrow night. We have choir on mondays, so there won't be time to do anything special tomorrow. But since I was sick, we didn't get to do anything. I was going to make him dinner, and get a bottle of wine. He's done special, romantic things like that for me in the past, so I wanted to make something special for him this time. But it didnt' work out that way. I know he understands, but It doesn't stop me from feeling disappointed. I'd had it all worked out in my head how I wanted it to be. Believe it or not, but I'm not very good at doing romantic things like that. Myles is the one who's good at it. He makes me feel so special, and I wanted to do the same for him. Maybe next year, when I'm not coughing and falling asleep every 2 hours.

1 comment:

Ellen said...

Kim, darling... have you died? Update your blog sugar, even if you are telling us about what your next dog's name will be.