sickness

I'm sick.  And while complaining about it on facebook is tempting, I'm resisting, 'cause unless it's cleaver, I don't really want to hear about other people being sick, so why should they want to hear about my snotty nose, stuffed up ears, cough from hell and achy muscles [which I usually like, 'cause that means I had a killer work out].

In any case, I have stuff to do, but no motivation to do it.

Last night, I woke up around 1am coughing [ps: when this happened when I was single, I was mostly annoyed, now that I'm a married, I feel SOOO bad coughing in the middle of the night when I know the husband is asleep and waking up early to go to work; how sucky].

It was one of those annoying coughs.  Like a tickle in your throat.  A very small tickle.  And then when you cough to get it to go away, it's starts a coughing explosion.  So you take a sip of water.  That makes it go away for half a second while you think, "I just want to freakin sleep!".  Then more coughing.  So I get up and get some juice, I'm not a doctor, I don't know, maybe it will help!?!

Negative.

So I end up in the kitchen again [side note, I usually sleep walk to the kitchen once or twice a year and have, more than once, woken up with my hand stuck in a pringles container].  I grab some tortilla chips, eat a few there and then take a few with me back to the bedroom [which Ronald hates food in the bedroom/on the bed].

Silence for 15 minutes, when I consider if I need another Nyquil.  Then the damn tickle is back.  I quickly squelch it's annoyingness with a chip.

Better.

Sleep.  No more Nyquill needed.

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I should be doing some sort of other work, but it seems harder than writing a ridiculous blog about my last nights sleep :).

So instead I'll settle for some creativelive.com... It's like school while I'm in my pj's, and for free... it's semi productive.  I'm learning.  I'll leave the doing things for tomorrow.

-mrp-