Keeping it real.
Kleenex, cough drops, medicine. Repeat.
I’ve reached the stage where coughing keeps me awake at night. That’s what happened last night and I’m feeling exhausted today. But in other ways, I am getting better. I just need to rest and be patient.
With that in mind, I decided to opt out of going into the city today for the Meet and Greet for Anastasia. I’m sorry I’m missing it (you remember I went into the city a day ahead of time for the first scheduled Meet and Greet, which got canceled because of that snowstorm.) I seem fated to not be a part of that particular event.
Anyway, the thought of the commute, the worry about coughing jags and possibly infecting others, and my exhaustion made me decide to stay home. Darko doesn’t need me for a while so I’m going to be grateful for that and take care of myself.
I am finally able to read, which is a good thing. At least I’ve improved enough to be able concentrate on something in print. The big test today will be whether I can concentrate on the New York Times crossword puzzle.
Don leaves in three weeks. I’m starting to have an awfully hard time with that reality.
By the way, I actually saw a commercial last night plugging the FIC’s nominee for the Supreme Court. I might be wrong, but I don’t think I’ve ever seen that kind of thing before. We were dumbfounded.