And the days keep going by. . .
Good News: I've been really kicking ass lately with the whole exercise bit. I'm doing 30 minutes of hard cardio kickboxing followed by 30 minutes of a bellydance workout (OMGmyabsandarms).
Bad News: I totally over did it yesterday. In addition to my hour work out, I took Sketch on a long walk, and then did some working out with Alan too - so now I have the plauge because my body was so drained.
Goddamnit why do I have to BALANCE this shit *whiiinnneeee*
So I've been out of commission since Wednesday because of this crappy thing. Runny nose. Fever. Headache. Coughing up chunks of my esophagus (seriously that's what it looks like). Every time I blow my nose Sketch looks up with his ears all perked up and this expression of "Oh my god. . .seriously - that doesn't sound right at all!"
At least he doesn't bark at me when I blow my nose.
It's Friday. I wanna go do something. I want to get out of the house and I want this sick to get OVER with.
Save the Date BS has been made. Actually Alan made them - and he did quite a good job. Now we just gotta wait for them to be printed and shipped to us so we can throw a stamp on em.
Alan's poor mom keeps calling to see how we are because I'm a total douche and keep forgetting to call her.
Dog is barking "STRANGER DANGER! STRANGER DANGER!!" must go shut him up.
Bad News: I totally over did it yesterday. In addition to my hour work out, I took Sketch on a long walk, and then did some working out with Alan too - so now I have the plauge because my body was so drained.
Goddamnit why do I have to BALANCE this shit *whiiinnneeee*
So I've been out of commission since Wednesday because of this crappy thing. Runny nose. Fever. Headache. Coughing up chunks of my esophagus (seriously that's what it looks like). Every time I blow my nose Sketch looks up with his ears all perked up and this expression of "Oh my god. . .seriously - that doesn't sound right at all!"
At least he doesn't bark at me when I blow my nose.
It's Friday. I wanna go do something. I want to get out of the house and I want this sick to get OVER with.
Save the Date BS has been made. Actually Alan made them - and he did quite a good job. Now we just gotta wait for them to be printed and shipped to us so we can throw a stamp on em.
Alan's poor mom keeps calling to see how we are because I'm a total douche and keep forgetting to call her.
Dog is barking "STRANGER DANGER! STRANGER DANGER!!" must go shut him up.