It's after 1:00 AM and I'm up again, unable to sleep. I woke up with a headache and a stuffy nose. It's just a cold, no fever, but it's sapping my energy and mornings have been so tough for me.
Thursday promises to be a heinously cold day (the high is predicted to be -1ยบ F). We're terrifyingly slow at work this week and I realize that if I slept in (provided I can go back to sleep!) my coworkers would somehow be able to muddle through without me.
And yet I really can't stand weather whining. It's January in Chicago -- historically our coldest month, when the average temperature is always below freezing. I really resist letting my agenda be altered by the thermometer, or a tenacious airborn virus that's set up a temporary residence inside this old gal.
These are the thoughts and observations of me — a woman of a certain age. (Oh, my, God, I'm 65!) I'm single. I'm successful enough (independent, self supporting). I live just outside Chicago, the best city in the world. I'm an aunt and a friend. I feel that voices like mine are rather underrepresented online or in print. So here I am. If my musings resonate with you, please visit my blog again sometime.
Feel better....do you have plenty of oranges and vitamins?? And your woobie...that's important.
ReplyDeleteGet better soon, take care, rest, and try to sleep.
ReplyDeleteTry some hard core drugs. Just spitballing... :)
ReplyDeleteFeeling yucky in this kind of cold is whine-worthy. Whine away.
ReplyDeleteAnd feel better soon!