I’m taking a blogger’s sick day. Of course, as regular readers know, that does not mean I will leave this page mercifully blank for a blessed 24 hours. Good God no, I have to post every day, barring certain unforeseen circumstances such as electronic malfunctions. It just means my post will be even more foolish than it sometimes is and I will apologize even less.
Here’s the funny thing about feeling so awful for most of today: I had spent all day Friday planning how I was going to turn my life around and Get Stuff Done. I was going to do X, Y and Z (no point in bothering you nice people with details) on Saturday, including looking ahead to the coming week and deciding specific things to do at specific times on specific days. Oh, was I ever going to get my act together!
And I did manage to get a few things done today. I woke up with a bit of a headache, discovered that I do not have any Immitrex (ooh, was that a HIPAA violation to mention the name of the drug?), decided not to worry about it, and set about my day. I ended up having a rather nightmarish drive home around 11:30 with a raging migraine. Then again, this is me: I was still listening to “Wait, Wait, Don’t Tell Me” on NPR and trying to guess the right answers (I got a few). So I suppose I am self-dramatizing a little. You had a headache, Cindy, get over it, you weren’t DYING!
After some ibuprofen, a long nap and a hot shower, I was not feeling too awful. I did the dishes, looked at Facebook, and started supper. It’s actually a pretty good supper, although I’m guessing at that, because I haven’t finished cooking yet. I could have done a cooking post, except that I was too anxious to whine about my migraine.
So, act still not together but blog post made. I still have time to plan for the coming week. Happy Saturday, everyone.