is what I say. And how I feel. I give myself another hour, then I’m gonna start enjoying being home alone. This has been one sickly household this week. Between coughing, high fevers, heavy sweating (and no heavy petting) and blocked airways, we went the whole range of the dreaded flu. I had to take 4 days off work and I am still coughing.

-Much later

So far today I have:

-eaten really crappy soup out of a bag. It was so salty I am still drinking (and bloating, I’m sure)

-done a load of laundry and cleared out the hamper

-done dishes

-taken long, warm shower

-talked to myself outloud WAY more than an adult person should. I find myself including this little commentary whenever I make a move. I have found out I have quite the witty insight on current events between the kitchen and the balcony

-ordered my first delivery kebab. It was good and had mayo in it. Thankfully, I’m a big mayo fan. I rate this place a 6 (and I did so loudly while eating. Really, I am quite amused by the fact I can’t shut up)

-managed to stress out Ben who, upon arrival in PA, had already dismissed me until tomorrow. Kept him on the phone for 40 minutes to show him that’s not how we do it

-made plans (very tentative ones, but still) to hang out with people this weekend.
And now I am off to pop in Some Like it Hot and enjoy me some Marilyn Monroe and Jack Lemmon (and Tony Curtis, I guess). I might even knit. Who knows, the night is young!

I am in such a frenzy. I am on a high from having all this time and only me to decide what to do with it, I keep running around in circles trying to focus and failing. It’s still a lot of fun, regardless.

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