What started as a sore throat, slightly upset stomach, and general ickiness has finally blossomed into full-blown cold. While a stuffy, itchy nose full of an unbelievable amount of snot isn’t fun, I’ll take that over congested sinuses any day.
I rarely get sick so when I finally do, I’m a total brat about it. I was restless the other night, even after taking that blue cold medicine that might as well be vodka, so the TV seemed extra loud. I marched into the living room, announced, “It’s too loud!” and turned the volume down so low that MB couldn’t hear it at all. At that point he gave up and turned it off.
Since dealing with our noisy annoying downstairs neighbors, I started wearing ear plugs, which do an awesome job. Once MB came in to grab his pants and belt to run out for a midnight snack. He dropped the belt, cried out, “Fuck!” and I still didn’t budge.
But with my stuffy nose, I don’t like wearing the ear plugs. They make me feel suffocated, and I don’t like hearing my labored, stuffy breathing, like I’m Darth Vader.
Friday night we did manage to go out and have some dumplings for Chinese New Year. After work we met up in the city and walked to the restaurant. It’s too pricey for dim sum but it’s clean, the food is good, and it’s in a convenient location.
I still miss my mom’s dumplings though.
Yesterday I barely left the house. Still feeling sick, I stayed at home while MB went out to meet one of his friends for lunch and play guitar in the park. I managed to almost finish a draft of an essay for a contest that’s due next week, and did some laundry. MB came home in the late afternoon, we had dinner at Grubstake, our favorite nearby place, then spent the evening working while watching a surprisingly exciting reality-competition show about sharp shooters. We followed that with a couple of episodes of yet another anime. There are so many out there, but so few I actually like.
Not sure what I’m doing today. Gym? Highly unlikely. Kind of do want to hit a cafe, any cafe where there will NO Superbowl activity.