I spent the weekend buried in books. I read three mysteries, spent two days in the 1920s, 30s, and 40s. But now it's Monday. And it's still February. And I still have to go to work. And there's still housework to do. And DT is still president.

*massive sigh*

I cannot wait until faire is over.

I have Monday the 31st off to sleep in and deal with Mount Laundry. And, as it turns out, I was able to snag an appointment with my doctor to get back on anti-depressants that day too. I'm not the only one who is really stressed out right now, there was an article in the New York Times yesterday about ( Read more... )

I’m much better than I was on Friday. Thanks everyone for worrying about me ( Read more... )

I went to bed about 9:30 last night (and then read for an hour, so I really didn't go to bed early after all, D'oh!). But I didn't take any Nyquil last night, and I feel better this morning. So I think we're on the upswing now ( Read more... )

Well, today was the first day in about a week when I woke up and didn't immediately hork up a big wad of phelgm. We'll take that as a good sign.

Still tired and sniffly though. This cold can be over any day now. I'm so sick of being sick!

I’m really blessed, I inherited a great constitution from my father and I really only get sick about once or twice a year ( Read more... )

The guy sitting across from me the two days of New Hire Orientation had a cold, and it rained (or at least was cloudy or drizzling) the whole time I was in North Carolina, so I suppose it’s not surprising that I came down with a cold. Blech ( Read more... )

Woke up to an idea about how to resolve the book thing. Ordered book, sent it off, and sent off a civil email to expect a package. Received a blame-y email that said I can keep the book. You’re welcomeAnd over on Facebook I had a rather uncomfortable comment interaction with one of those people who view their life through the lens that ( Read more... )

I worked from home on Tuesday ( Read more... )

I need to remember to take Mondays off during faire this year. Because spending my weekend reenacting just means that come Monday morning my life is thrown in to chaos by dehydration, laundry, and reenactment gear all over the house. Not to mention being behind on my sleep and my social media ( Read more... )