Catching Up

This hasn't been the most productive week for me.  I'm fighting a cold and right now the cold is winning.  Yesterday and today I stayed home from work.  For me that is unusual.  But I just didn't seem to have enough energy to even try going in.  Yesterday I spent most of the day watching a documentary, Edwardian Farm .  This follows another documentary I watched on a Victorian Farm from the same place.  Really well done and interesting.  While watching it, I drank tea and knit.  To show just how foggy my brain was though, I ripped a mitten out three times before it actually started to work out.  I managed to  get the laundry folded, the kitchen counters bleached, and baked a batch of cookies for my husband.  Then I crashed for the rest of the evening.  Today has been even worse.  I finished the documentary and the mitten and then holed up on the couch watching old CSI's and quilting on my quilt.  My nose is not cooperating and my head hurts.  Hopefully, I can go into work tomorrow.  I want to go over and work at my mother's house tomorrow night and my work ethic says if I can't go to work, I can't go anywhere else either.  So here's hoping I make it to work tomorrow and the end of this cold. 

~Jane

Just When I Thought Things were Improving

Have you ever gotten into one of those periods of life where illness just seems to follow you around?  I started out a couple weeks ago with a cold, which has turned into a lingering cough.  Then I've been trying to be good and get my blood sugar levels down so I've been doing a little walking and exercising.  Well, trying to walk outside just aggravates my lungs and asthma with the cold air.  Then I decided to try just a few exercises Tuesday on our Total Gym, but my knees today are so bad that I gimped all around work.  They are pretty painful and pain relievers don't help.  The cold virus just seems to hang on and on.  I went to my mom's house last night to sort through stuff and I don't know if it was the dust or what, but I coughed and coughed and coughed until my daughter was freaked out.  Then when I got home I threw up my nice taco salad I'd purchased and eaten before working on the house and realized I was running a fever and chilled.  Food poisoning?  Who knows.  All I know is I want to get over it.  I've got things to do that don't include coming home from work and falling asleep for two hours on the couch.

~Jane