Dear Body--
I know I have been pushing you very hard as of late, what with the working two (or how many ever) jobs, the late nights, and the more-than-occasional foray into take-out dinners.
That being said, now was NOT the best time to get sick. I mean, come on! I let you sleep between 7 and 9 hours a night. I avoid putting strange substances into you whenever possible. We only have ONE MORE SHOW this month, and then we would have been able to rest for at least three weeks.
But noooooooooooooo. Somebody had to go and catch a cold, and you know what THAT means. It means it will turn into bronchitis, no matter what I do to stop it, and we'll both be miserable for weeks. Now we'll probably have to add another show to the schedule to make up for the lackluster showing we're going to have next Saturday due to lack of product. And why will we be lacking product?
Because you went and got yourself infected. Good job.
*sigh*
Yes, I promise to give you homemade chicken soup sometime this weekend. That is, of course, if you will function long enough to help me make said soup.
You better be glad I love you, or I would just let you suffer.
Sincerely,
The Brain
That being said, now was NOT the best time to get sick. I mean, come on! I let you sleep between 7 and 9 hours a night. I avoid putting strange substances into you whenever possible. We only have ONE MORE SHOW this month, and then we would have been able to rest for at least three weeks.
But noooooooooooooo. Somebody had to go and catch a cold, and you know what THAT means. It means it will turn into bronchitis, no matter what I do to stop it, and we'll both be miserable for weeks. Now we'll probably have to add another show to the schedule to make up for the lackluster showing we're going to have next Saturday due to lack of product. And why will we be lacking product?
Because you went and got yourself infected. Good job.
*sigh*
Yes, I promise to give you homemade chicken soup sometime this weekend. That is, of course, if you will function long enough to help me make said soup.
You better be glad I love you, or I would just let you suffer.
Sincerely,
The Brain