Can't complain about much these days
I believe we'll be ok
Welcome to the weekend. Here's my new favorite Friday night song. I can put money on the fact that it will be my favorite Saturday morning song this week too. I decided to stay in and finish up the two weeks of hell that has been this crazy virus. I managed to go to work this week, so that was an improvement. Hopefully if I lie low this weekend by Monday I'll be back in fighting form.
I don't have any good stories to regale you with, so I'll just admit I've slipped back into my old habit of dating 28-year-olds. They're never "suits". They're just fun, happy guys who like to drink beer, stay up too late, dance in the living room, pick you up in the elevator to hold you up over their heads while they kiss you, swoop you up to carry you into the bedroom and love to make out with you right on the street.
New guy is a ginger, y'all know I love gingers. They all seem to be pretty much interchangeable, it's like dating the same red-headed guy over and over and over again.
It may be because I've been sick for so long, but I'm starting to feel too old for this. Like dating a 28 year old is the same as having a puppy. You never know when they're going to lick your face, bite you or try to hump your leg. But they do have cool jobs (see pic below). I had lunch with 27 today (who is now 28) and he said just wait and see what happens when you get your strength back. He was never a typical 27, he and I have both been through some challenging life circumstances and I think that's why we get each other.
I've been feeling very optimistic today. I wore my spring coat to lunch for the first time, it wasn't actually freezing out and I can almost imagine the smell of fresh cut grass, that first cold beer on a patio in the sunshine, wearing little summer dresses, taking the ferry to the island and reading a book in the park, getting back out on the yacht in the sun. Where we are right now is not all that bad. We're so close to where we want to be. :)
Right now, there is only one man I'm dying to see - my secret life friend - and he'll be home in a few days. Maybe that's why I feel the the entire season is changing for the better, out of the lonely cold and back into the warm, loving light. Can't wait to crack a bottle of Jameson and tell each other all our stories of this time we've been apart.
Reporting live from "here and now",
Sullivan out.
Welcome to Spring 2014!
I'm not ringing it in quite the way I'd like to, I've been home in bed all week. There's some super virus going around Toronto which many of my friends and colleagues have fallen victim to. When I went to the doctor on Tuesday and she told me I had it, I was scared. Although I wasn't feeling well at all, her exact words were "You will feel much, much worse before you feel better." Oh, and apparently it lasts anywhere from a week to a week and a half. She wrote me a sick note from work until NEXT Wednesday, said there was nothing they could do for me since it's viral and to go home, get lots of rest and drink plenty of liquids. I really can't miss a week and a half of work, but when I woke up yesterday morning, I knew she was right. I'm not going anywhere right now.
Last night was the worst so far, I woke up around midnight completely drenched in sweat. My hair was wet, my face was wet, my clothes were soaking, it was as if I'd inadvertently taken a sleepwalking shower and just realized it now a couple of minutes later. I was so hot I thought I might die and possibly slightly delirious. As a precaution, I went and got my phone out and put it under my pillow in case I needed to call 911. Being sick alone is not like being sick when you live with someone and they might notice if you're dying and take you to the doctor. You gotta fend for yourself in the middle of the night.
Luckily, it passed and I felt better this morning (I use the term "better" loosely - I haven't even been well enough to read or watch tv, two of the greatest perks of being sick).
In the spirit of today being the first day of spring and trying to be an eternal optimist, at 2 am today when I felt so sick here are some of the things running through my mind that I was/am oh-so-grateful for:
- I have a bed to be crazy sick in. I know a lot of people suffer worse sicknesses and don't have that luxury.
- I have a job that won't fire me (fingers crossed! just kidding) if I come in next week with a doctor's note.
- I actually had a friend from work walk over here last night in the rain with food supplies, vitamin drinks and a People magazine. It was so sweet of her to do that.
- My other friends have called, FaceTimed and reached out, I even heard from my mother in Panama.
- What girl would say no to losing a few pounds before spring?
- By the time I can leave the house, the weather might actually be nice out!
- Sunshine, flowers and wee dresses are just around the corner - need I say more?
Y'all know I'm a new beginnings junkie. We've all been sick, depressed, cranky lately, fed up with this long, cold winter but that's going to turn around very soon and you'll see - this spring will be awesome. As long as I don't die. :)
Sullivan out.
