Last night, before I drifted off to bed, I checked voicemails on my cell phone. Oops. My parents were calling there, not home.
I decided that my first conscious action this morning would be to call. When I woke up at 5:07, I decided to wait until a more reasonable hour.
The joy of being dehydrated [yes, I’m trying to keep up with it, but it’s in some ways a losing battle, especially when you’re asleep] for me is having my sinuses fill with cement. This means I get to trek to my truck to take something for it. [My stash is always in the truck. Why? I am always near my truck, no matter where I am.]
I think when I go to the truck that I’m going to forage for foodage. Because I’d planned to be out of town this weekend, I hadn’t done any necessary grocery shopping. I’m not up for that right now, but I would be up for some breakfast.
Thanks to Katharine and Rick and Jess for well wishes and offers to go get stuff. Right now, if I can reduce my fever again and get my sinuses to go away, I can sit here and ache with zero energy all day and not feel totally horrible. [And yes, “Jennifer”, I’ll show you how to use TrackBack someday soon. ;)]