Tuesday evening, I was hit with a full blast of “I-feel-like-I-could-throw-up”ness, followed by a nice little fever, irritated skin, and total drainage of my energy. You might not have been able to tell from the pictures yesterday, but I increasingly felt like crap towards the end of the photoshoot, and when we were done I just wanted to collapse and do nothing.
Yesterday, I woke up at 6am with that wobbly feeling you get if you’ve slept with your arms over your head all night, feeling feverish, throat achingly sore, and definitely not wanting to go anywhere. Thankfully, I’ve got connections (aka, my dad works at the office…) so I was able to stay home from work (okay, it’s more likely that they just don’t need me as much as I want to think they do). I spent most of my day on the couch petting my kitty, drinking tea, commenting on blogs, playing Donkey Kong on the Wii, and eating fruit snacks.
And after I finally took a shower at 3pm, since it was so sunny and I was feeling marginally better, I migrated outside with a blanket to read, stare up at the sun shining through the fruit trees, and eat more fruit snacks. I might be addicted to fruit snacks.
Suffice it to say, I have no outfit pictures. I discovered that the sundress I was wearing (which I only changed into because Mr. Owl was coming over) has a hole in it where the zipper is coming away from the fabric… and, you know, I was sick so I wasn’t about to go traipsing around taking pictures.
I am still sick today, but I’m feeling well enough that I’m at work now blogging away because there’s not much else to do. Sometimes I am thankful that my job has its very boring moments.
And on the bright side, my temporary sickness has set my imagination afire and I am currently brewing up a story about a zombie-slayer bride.
I know. It sounds kind of cheesy, but I think it’ll be good.
I hope you are all having a lovely Thursday!