Okay, for those not following me on Facebook or Twitter, I’ve been sick this week. I’m only just now barely breathing, but it is difficult to breathe and walk at the same time. I’ve become one of those horrid mouth-breathers.
Yes, I had my flu shot, and fortunately the lower G.I. portion of whatever this is only last a day or so (thanks to immodium), but the chest and sinus and throat …. yeah, that sh*t is still going on. And on. And on. And it feels like my voice has dropped a few octaves. Or maybe I’ve become Harvey Fierstein doing an impression of Carol Channing (think about it).
Anyway, I’ve not gotten a whole lot of anything done this week, but I still have to magically come up with the rent and other bills this week, so I’m going to do my best to finish what I can today and tomorrow. I have yarns on hand for the remaining must-do orders, plus other yarns for a bunch of BRS. Nothing I can dye today will be ready to ship tomorrow anyway, so I’m going to go slow and rest and aim for pushing packages out the door on Monday.
And I promise to try and not dribble anything on anybody’s yarns. I hate being sick, and I rarely am sick like this, even though ‘this’ isn’t as bad as others. I used to think “I’m not as sick as someone else, so I have to muddle through.” Bollocks. Just because I’m not “as sick” doesn’t mean I’m not sick.