for anything.
i just don't want to do anything. first off, it's been really hot here. today, at one point, it was 107. yuck.
secondly, i really thought i would be doing a lot of scrapping. not a bit. haven't even walked in the room, except to clean Elvis' box. woo-hoo.
third, i woke up this a.m. feeling like crud. sore throat. bit of a headcold. went out to breakfast with B...that didn't even help. napped a bit this afternoon. still feel tired.
but, and this is a REALLY GOOD THING, i haven't taken a vicaden in the last two days.
that is something to celebrate.
B goes to the doctor tomorrow - he'll take a look at B's finger & see how it's doing. he still complains about how his chest hurts. no pain with the finger, just the chest. thankfully he didn't crack any ribs on his death-defying stunt.
i'm bummed i've only got two more days off. i've never felt more exhausted.
i guess i need a vacation.
1 comment:
Hi. This is Cynthia's husband jeff. You know kepi.typepad.com
Well I just wanted to tell you that I have been reading your posts and I think you are a great writer. You put emotion into what you write. I can almost hear how you would even say what you wrote if we were talking to each other.
I have to say that I am just a little partial to my wife though. Gee I wonder why huh?
Thank you for commenting on my blog. It's nice to know someone's reading it.
Anyway, keep up the good work. You tell a good story.
jeff
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