The Contender March 25, 2005 ~ 10:11 am
Posted by Julie in : Daily Grind , trackback
Upper West Side skyline through the Gates.
Let me tell you how miserable I was yesterday. I came in to work, because I figured if Chatty McChatster could do it with a cold, so could I. I sat at my desk, going through Kleenex after Kleenex, with my left eye watering so bad that I had to wipe it with a Kleenex every thirty seconds, trying to concentrate on my computer. By 3 in the afternoon, my eye was so swollen from the watering and the wiping that I looked like I’d been in a prize fight. Seriously, my eyelid was red and at half-mast. I was Contender Julie. I’ll let you in on a little secret, when your face has betrayed you like that, there’s no way you’re going to get any degree audits done or Word documents edited. Ain’t gonna happen. I threw in the towel at 3, went home, and spent the rest of the day on the couch, alternately dozing and watching TiVo out my right eye. Good times.
Today I’m feeling better. My eye is still a little sore, my nose is still running occasionally, but I really think the Zicam is working. My reason for thinking this is that at no time, even when I was miserable yesterday, did my mind leave my body. You know what I’m talking about: that fuzzy, floaty feeling you get when you have a head cold. I always get that. I’ve become a connoisseur of that feeling. I somewhat enjoy it. I didn’t get that at all this time. I kinda miss it. It’s like being drunk without the alcohol, you know? Like whichever Higher Power came up with the idea of a cold said “Yeah, this is gonna make them miserable. I might as well give them something good to get them through the misery. Hey! I’ll give them a natural high!” That’s my kind of Higher Power, baby.
So today I’m at work, actually getting stuff off my desk, whereas yesterday I just let it pile up and laughed at it. One of the women in my office (no, I haven’t come up with a nickname for her yet) lost her hundred-year-old mother this week, so we’ll be going to the funeral services in another hour or so. Might as well get the work done while I can.
And as a warning, I’ll be helping Rick move this weekend, so computer time will be at a premium. I’ll blog if I can, but it’s doubtful. But hey, most of you won’t be checking blogs either because you celebrate Easter, so I guess it works out nicely. Have a good holiday!
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