Back from the dead
At least, that's how it feels. Bad, bad cold, fever, now a cough that's settled in my chest. I don't feel like death warmed over anymore, though, and I guess that's a good think. As bad as Buckleys tastes, I'm pretty much at the point of sipping out of the bottle instead of dirtying all the teaspoons. :)
Called in sick to work on Sunday, first time in forever. Around suppertime I started thinking, "Why did I call in? I could have worked this.". By 9, it was obvious I'd made the right call. Even Tuesday I was still feeling crap, enough so that Heather stayed an extra hour and sent me home after only 4 hours. Still somewhat fuzzy headed but fever seems to be going, leaving me with just the wretched cough. And I can breathe now, and talk without sounding totally stuffed up.
Minor snowfall yesterday, enough to cover all the dirty snowbanks and make everything pretty and white again. Will head out shortly. Must go give the Bank/Somerset store a lookover and find out alarm codes and the like. Am covering the Saturday and Sunday opening shifts there. Declined on closing shifts, do not want to be waiting for buses on crack-monkey corner in the middle of the night.
Vacation coming very soon. Two weeks. And... wait for it.... I'm flying to Texas. Yes, me. Diehard bus rider. Fingers crossed that this visit will have me meeting up with lots of lovely friends. Plans are to go up to Austin for a day as well. Must finalise with amandageist, but Sunday, March 8th, seems to be the best day for all concerned. This could work out awesomely well, as others interested in trekking down to San Antonio will have the Saturday to do this. Fingers crossed that the flights go well and my ear doesn't bother me. Last time I flew I was fine. The time before I cried all the way home from Chicago. Not much fun feeling like someone's jamming a knitting needle through your eardrum. Never had a problem flying until after surgery when I was 12, so kind of annoying. Flew a lot before that, what with being an Air Force brat and all. :)
Okay, going to tackle the bus ride downtown. Re-rerouting for Obama's visit won't impact on the #2 bus that far down Bank St., so should be fine there in terms of location of stops. Timing of buses, not so much. The sooner I go out, the sooner I can get home and crawl back into my jammies.
Local peeps, I'll see you Monday. Just let me know where and when!
Called in sick to work on Sunday, first time in forever. Around suppertime I started thinking, "Why did I call in? I could have worked this.". By 9, it was obvious I'd made the right call. Even Tuesday I was still feeling crap, enough so that Heather stayed an extra hour and sent me home after only 4 hours. Still somewhat fuzzy headed but fever seems to be going, leaving me with just the wretched cough. And I can breathe now, and talk without sounding totally stuffed up.
Minor snowfall yesterday, enough to cover all the dirty snowbanks and make everything pretty and white again. Will head out shortly. Must go give the Bank/Somerset store a lookover and find out alarm codes and the like. Am covering the Saturday and Sunday opening shifts there. Declined on closing shifts, do not want to be waiting for buses on crack-monkey corner in the middle of the night.
Vacation coming very soon. Two weeks. And... wait for it.... I'm flying to Texas. Yes, me. Diehard bus rider. Fingers crossed that this visit will have me meeting up with lots of lovely friends. Plans are to go up to Austin for a day as well. Must finalise with amandageist, but Sunday, March 8th, seems to be the best day for all concerned. This could work out awesomely well, as others interested in trekking down to San Antonio will have the Saturday to do this. Fingers crossed that the flights go well and my ear doesn't bother me. Last time I flew I was fine. The time before I cried all the way home from Chicago. Not much fun feeling like someone's jamming a knitting needle through your eardrum. Never had a problem flying until after surgery when I was 12, so kind of annoying. Flew a lot before that, what with being an Air Force brat and all. :)
Okay, going to tackle the bus ride downtown. Re-rerouting for Obama's visit won't impact on the #2 bus that far down Bank St., so should be fine there in terms of location of stops. Timing of buses, not so much. The sooner I go out, the sooner I can get home and crawl back into my jammies.
Local peeps, I'll see you Monday. Just let me know where and when!