morie

I have been doing my best to eat more fruit and veggies as of late, and I am very pleased with myself of doing so. I've swiched back to tea, instead of coffee, and I buy lots of fruit and stuff for sammiches. Yesterday AJ and I plowed through a bag of cherries and a carton of raspberries while we played Rummy at work. About half way through my shift I started getting a terrible craving for a hamburger, which is very unlike me to crave meat in that fashion. I believe that once this craving hit me, my body stood up and said, "OH NO YOU DIDN'T!" and started the break down process, punishing me for not filling it with Pink Lady apples and salads. The sore throat hit me at about 8:30, and the tingliness of the fever to come came around 10. After getting home I was determined to sweat out my fever that had not even started, and loaded on the sweatpants and blankets, turning the bedroom into what must have felt like a sauna. I woke up in the middle of the night, uncomfortable as hell and soaking wet from sweat, and couldn't take the pants any longer. This morning my fever is non-existent, but I still feel the back aches and my throat is very swollen.

The thing is now that I'm feeling semi-poopy I don't want to do any of the housework I was going to do today. Part of me says, "That's ok, Sara, you have the weekend off and nothing to do, so you can clean then" but the other half of me says, "You're going to feel worse tomorrow"...I'm torn, clearly.

I think the only solution is to lay down with my cat and selectively load onto the computer songs from the 110gigs of music that AMFJ lent me. Bless his little heart.

-Sara