Well, I am alone. And sick. Not the best combination, but it really hasn’t been that bad. I really hate to admit it, but so far, will minus the inability to breathe; this sabbatical has not been all that bad.
Loneliness is only temporary, as I have held Cody and Flick hostage. I can’t say that we are having the most fun in the world; do you consider pie and Full House fun? The Spin the Bottle party has had to be put on the backburner considering my contagious state.
My room is still a mess, but it is pretty easy to keep the rest of the house clean, and the dishwasher is really great. Maybe living on my own wouldn’t be that bad…who am I kidding. I really would turn into the crazy cat lady if I lived on my own. Well, except I wouldn’t own any cats. So pretty much, I would just be crazy.
In terms of being sick, the only advice I have for you all is to not mock others in their sickness. Bad karma will be returned to you. But I did enjoy the time off of work and all of the sympathy…and subsequent drug offers. Now it is just in that awkward stage, where you have to go to work and spend about half of your day trying not to fall asleep at your desk.
A big thanks to Flick for all the Full House fun and late night slurpees, to Cody for believing in pie without ice cream and of course to my Mama and Papa for making me eat a lot of oranges, take disgusting cough syrup and letting me sleep on their couch all while trying to guilt trip me into dating. What would I do without you all?
Love you! Miss you! Come back soon, or never leave.
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