What a miserable past few days.
The temps have fallen into the teens and it snowed again. Apparently the weather is suppose to get warmer again next week, with highs into the 50's. So weird. One minute it's freezing the next it's practically spring time. It's always like that here though. Well, minus the snow. We rarely see snow that stays more than a day or two. The past two years have been odd in that regard. I just hope it goes away and stays away by the end of this month. I'm suppose to go back to work full time on Jan. 31st (plus I don't like to drive when there's snow). I'm running low on cash, so that will be nice...not to mention I've been pretty bored here.
I'm also sick. I felt fine all day Thursday, but on Friday I woke up with a horrible sore throat and one side of my face felt like someone kicked me in the head. It got progressivly worse and all day yesterday I just laid in bed with a towl over my face. I wake up every hour to half hour, I can't stop sneezing or coughing, my eyes are watering, and if I didn't know better, I'd swear I have a hairball in the back of my throat. My poor nose looks like a rudolf ripoff. I'm miserable. The good news is that despite all that, I actually feel better today than I did yesterday. Not much, but it is an improvement. It's been awhile since I had a good, honest winter cold. (no J, it's not the plague so I think I'll survive...ha ha). I did miss my son's birthday party though, and I felt really, really bad about it. They went to the movies while I stayed at home, laying in bed, wondering if my brains were leaking from eyes and nose. Bummer....Hunter was understanding though. He's come in to check on me a few times and gave me a bracelet of good luck beads. Ha ha. He's so sweet.
This week, I'm suppose to take Griz, our dog, into the vet to get neutered. Hunter didn't understand what that meant, so I had the pleasure of telling him. He was pretty disturbed about it all. I reassured him that they don't do that sort of thing to humans so he had nothing to worry about. Griz is two years old, and last week he got out of the yard. Three times in one day. He likes to roam around, so when he leaves the yard, he's gone for hours. I was pretty upset to find him gone and had to go look for him. He always comes home, but I still worry. I found that he was climbing the fence in our pasture, which shocked me since he's a big dog. The fence was leaned over a bit, so dad had to fix it and Griz had to stay at Grandma's house for the day. He hasn't gotten out since, but it's only a matter of time and determination until he finds his way out again. So, he's gonna get snipped. Dad's put it off for a year, but I'm glad he's finally decided to have it done. People should spay and neuter their pets. There's so many unwanted animals out there already.
Well, I think I'll try to take another nap. Hopefully by tomorrow I'll be even better. I don't like this cold business....
Posted by Zoso at January 16, 2005 08:57 AM