Damn the sneaky weasels of fate...

Aug 05, 2003 10:07

the first three months of this year would've ideal for me to catch a cold or the flu, as I had no job to speak of and nothing in particular to do with my time besides look for jobs and clean house (the apartment was near spotless during that time, btw).

Now, when I'm entering the busiest period of my life since moving to Texas, I think I'm coming down with something. This week I've got my regular freelance gig, plus I just made an inroad with a PR firm that use freelances to write press releases and such and I'm trying to squeeze some more work out of them. On top of that, we're preparing to move from the shoebox apartment to a much larger house, and I've got a ton of work I need to do at both sites to prepare for the actual move. Both the next weekends are taken up with out of town trips -- one to catch Jesse in Dallas, one to a cousin's wedding in Atlanta.

Just after dinner last night, the slight annoying tickle at the back of my throat erupted into a sensation like having a large, hot lump of coal jammed in there. The pain is less this morning, but the unmistakeable feeling of congestion and achy muscles is beginning. This, I don't need.
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