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verbicideSo, last night was weird. I went to bed at a reasonable hour (no, that's not what's weird!) but woke up at 3:44AM.
Well, backing up a little. Um. I feel very random, so if this post doesn't make sense, um. Anyhow.
Last night I threw the makings of taco soup into the crockpot and vacillated on whether to leave it on HIGH and stay up late to turn it off, or leave it on LOW and wake up early to turn it off. So maybe that was on my mind, or something. I eventually picked LOW.
Then I woke up, as mentioned before, at 3:44AM and thought, what's that sound? My computer had just rebooted in the office, and maybe I'm watching too much Buffy lately, but I had the sleep-befuddled thought that a vampire had broken into my flat to use my computer. So I edged in from the side to look at my glowing computer screen. It'd just rebooted for no reason. And it really bothers me. I don't know why. I still don't know why. Why would it just reboot?
Regardless, my upset stomach soon distracted me and kept me preoccupied the rest of the night. I couldn't sleep much, but did eventually fall asleep. I was trying to force myself to go to work, but it just seemed like a bad idea. I'm achy all over. I was sneezing most of yesterday. And there is nothing pressing at work today. No deadlines, no craziness. So I e-mailed my boss and told him I would try to get in by afternoon.
And then, I rested. Well, I unloaded/loaded the dishwasher first. And put away the taco soup. It needed an extra can of diced tomatoes, but once that was done, I curled up on the couch with Hobbsie and a blanket and the second-to-last disc of Buffy Season 2. I don't think there's a single time that I've watched Passions (the episode, not the alarming soap opera) that I haven't ended up actively bawling. Even though I know what's going to happen, it's just heart-wrenching. *sniff*
As of this afternoon, my back is still really achy, and I feel so oddly lethargic. So I called in to work and my boss ordered me to stay home. He said there was nothing urgent today, and that they would all survive somehow. Our benefits plan is really generous. I get three weeks of vacation, and there's no designated sick time. But because I don't have a pool of 6 days or something to spend, I feel very cautious about calling in sick and taking advantage. I've taken 3 sick days this year, I think. Jeff keeps telling me that I don't need to be at death's door to take a sick day. But I feel guilty just the same. Well, less guilty today than I usually do.
I was looking forward to coffee/dvd/comic fun with Tony, but we rescheduled for the weekend. It'll be more fun if I'm not all fidgety with discomfort, anyway. So, am at home. And now, more tv.
And I'm going to take some ibuprofen because the back pain isn't just working itself away. I hate being old. You just wake up and things are broken for no reason. I must have slept on it funny.
Also, I made chocolate chip banana bread. And it's very comforting.
Oh, one more thing. I'm almost done with my re-read of Harry Potter and the Half-blood Prince. I love it this time. I didn't get to enjoy the first harried read, but so far so wonderful. It's really well written, even if I'm bemused about some of the ending bits.
Ok, that's it. Tv now. And banana bread.
Well, backing up a little. Um. I feel very random, so if this post doesn't make sense, um. Anyhow.
Last night I threw the makings of taco soup into the crockpot and vacillated on whether to leave it on HIGH and stay up late to turn it off, or leave it on LOW and wake up early to turn it off. So maybe that was on my mind, or something. I eventually picked LOW.
Then I woke up, as mentioned before, at 3:44AM and thought, what's that sound? My computer had just rebooted in the office, and maybe I'm watching too much Buffy lately, but I had the sleep-befuddled thought that a vampire had broken into my flat to use my computer. So I edged in from the side to look at my glowing computer screen. It'd just rebooted for no reason. And it really bothers me. I don't know why. I still don't know why. Why would it just reboot?
Regardless, my upset stomach soon distracted me and kept me preoccupied the rest of the night. I couldn't sleep much, but did eventually fall asleep. I was trying to force myself to go to work, but it just seemed like a bad idea. I'm achy all over. I was sneezing most of yesterday. And there is nothing pressing at work today. No deadlines, no craziness. So I e-mailed my boss and told him I would try to get in by afternoon.
And then, I rested. Well, I unloaded/loaded the dishwasher first. And put away the taco soup. It needed an extra can of diced tomatoes, but once that was done, I curled up on the couch with Hobbsie and a blanket and the second-to-last disc of Buffy Season 2. I don't think there's a single time that I've watched Passions (the episode, not the alarming soap opera) that I haven't ended up actively bawling. Even though I know what's going to happen, it's just heart-wrenching. *sniff*
As of this afternoon, my back is still really achy, and I feel so oddly lethargic. So I called in to work and my boss ordered me to stay home. He said there was nothing urgent today, and that they would all survive somehow. Our benefits plan is really generous. I get three weeks of vacation, and there's no designated sick time. But because I don't have a pool of 6 days or something to spend, I feel very cautious about calling in sick and taking advantage. I've taken 3 sick days this year, I think. Jeff keeps telling me that I don't need to be at death's door to take a sick day. But I feel guilty just the same. Well, less guilty today than I usually do.
I was looking forward to coffee/dvd/comic fun with Tony, but we rescheduled for the weekend. It'll be more fun if I'm not all fidgety with discomfort, anyway. So, am at home. And now, more tv.
And I'm going to take some ibuprofen because the back pain isn't just working itself away. I hate being old. You just wake up and things are broken for no reason. I must have slept on it funny.
Also, I made chocolate chip banana bread. And it's very comforting.
Oh, one more thing. I'm almost done with my re-read of Harry Potter and the Half-blood Prince. I love it this time. I didn't get to enjoy the first harried read, but so far so wonderful. It's really well written, even if I'm bemused about some of the ending bits.
Ok, that's it. Tv now. And banana bread.
