Being Sick

As A Direct Result

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I've decided that today is going to be a work-free day. I went to bed this morning sick as a dog. I suspect my brief time out yesterday affected me more severely than it ought to. Within a few hours of coming home, I got my fourth migraine of the week. I took a brief … Continue reading As A Direct Result

Utterly Useless

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Hello everyone! I'm sorry that I've been completely and utterly useless for the last few days, which explains my lack of posts. I got slammed by allergies and haven't really been able to function a whole lot. The shift into Spring is difficult for those of us with allergies, especially if you live on the … Continue reading Utterly Useless

Mondays…The Bane Of My Existence

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Maybe it is lack of quality sleep or the fact that I woke up stressed, but this particular Monday is making me ill. The eerie quietness was giving off a lovely early Sunday morning vibe, which was helping calm my nerves...until the mowing and trimming started, AGAIN. I've had a migraine since last night, so the … Continue reading Mondays…The Bane Of My Existence

It Doesn’t Feel Like A Saturday

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Perhaps having a stressful week and being sick has made me feel like today is Friday, instead of Saturday. It's disorienting. The sunrise looked more like a sunset, so incredibly stunning in blues and pinks. I have little interest now though in watching the actual sunset. I think it's just laziness. I completed a job … Continue reading It Doesn’t Feel Like A Saturday

Praying For Sleep

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It is about four hours past the time my body said "Feed me!". I have maniacally proofread and critiqued a novella until I thought I'd pull my own hair out of my head. I'm certain that high quality brain cells are now gone, never to be heard from again. All day today I kept saying … Continue reading Praying For Sleep

Okay, Here’s The Deal…

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Fall is still in "full bloom". The trees are lush with color, but there aren't a lot of completely leaf free trees, mine included. Naturally, this is right about the time when I might get sick. It's slowly been affecting me for about a week now, but I kept saying "Oh, the time is about … Continue reading Okay, Here’s The Deal…