Sitting up in my single bed I realised that not only was I shivery, but dizzy to boot. My thoughts revolved around the fact that I had a night class in 5 hours, and people to call. I knew I had to get moving if I wanted to get everything done before I have to leave for class.
Logging on to my computer, I noticed that my sleeping hours had not gone by uneventfully. There were emails, more than i had expected, that needed seeing to. A booking, just crying to be made. And homework... Ah that dreaded homework that I had been putting off doing.
By 1.30, my booking was taken care of, 2 of the 4 phone calls had been made. Most emails answered, and my facebook checked, (the one place where not much had changed) This was when my mother arrived home for lunch. With her home, I decided that it was probably time to make the move out of the comfort of my bed and see if any house work needed doing.
Lucky for me, nothing needed to be done. I am not sure whether was true or if it was just because I pretty much looked like death warmed up. It doesn't really matter. With a few minuets idle time I decided they might be well spent learning a new song on guitar. After 20 minuets, I realised that it just wasn't working for me today. I came to this conclusion when my fingers went numb and was asked if the cat was in my room dying by 2 different people.
So shower time it was. And boy did I then realise how god damned achy I was. I felt like every single muscle in my body was crying from exhaustion. By the time I left the bathroom it was 4.30pm and almost time to leave for class.
I went outside to wait for mum,( who was driving me to TAFE) and noticing that there was washing of mine on the line, I brought it in before the damp got to it. Mum pulled in the drive as I finished. Saying "I would have got that" she does way to much for me already.
Soon after mum and i headed off. I always enjoy mum and my little car trips. She is great to chat to. And today was no different. Once at class it didnt take me long to settle into the old routine, ( i havent been to class in about 5 weeks) on tea break, i realised how much i truly enjoy what i study.
Once home, I headed straight back to bed. Noticing that once again things needed seeing too. My computer was practically screaming at me. So I delt with the important things first. Then facebook showed that Jodie ( most amazing lady) was on-line. I couldn't not talk to her. So my facebook chat denied me. So I over rode it and called her instead. I'm glad I did.
But I had to say good bye when my temperature got too out of hand, and back into the shower i went. Muscles crying again I put on some pre-heated pj's ( I love the dryer) and climbed back into bed. Only now realising that the homework i had planned, still lies open on my desk. Untouched
And now here I am. Writing to a semi non existent audience. but hey if it pleases the growing need to write...
So my parting words for now...
There is nothing that I despise more than waking up feeling worse than you did when you went to sleep. As I lay my sore, tired, and somewhat broken body to sleep tonight, I hope and pray that tomorrow will be a bit better than today...
