sick day.
It started hitting me last week abut this time. I think all of the 5:00a wake-up’s to go running combined with the preceding late nights are starting to take a toll on my body. So far I’ve gone through a box and a half of Kleenex and I just ran out of Sudaphed, but I think I’m starting to feel a little better. I stayed home from the office today, but I had even mentally planned out my day with things I wanted to accomplish…
- Sleep.
- Get caught up on podcasts.
- Sleep.
- Read a book.
- Sleep.
- Clean up around the house.
- Sleep.
Slight change of plans…now it looks like I’m going to be spending the afternoon on my hands and knees in the backyard, attempting to repair the phone box (not just a line this time… the whole box!) that my wonderfully obedient and mindful yellow lab chewed up and ruined. (if you know anyone that’s looking for a new dog…) ah, the joys of being a pet owner. But I’ve made amends with Sierra since this morning’s fiasco and we are speaking again, although there’s still some tension around the house.
Categorized as My Life, Dogs