Shop Girl Gets Sick*

Gross.

That’s how I feel right now.

I woke up with a sore throat on Friday, and I basically showered in Vitamin C to try and make it go away… but by Saturday night it was a full blown chest cold. It was so bad that I seriously considered giving up my concert ticket so that I could stay home and go to bed.

…thankfully, no one accepted.

I bought the Hubster tickets to see CCR (Creedence Clearwater Revisted) for his birthday this year, and the concert was on Saturday night. I was seriously doubting my ability to survive the concert before we left, but I am so glad that I went!

Best. Concert. Ever.

Seriously.

I don’t care how old the band is, or how old the majority of the concert go-ers were. They were phenomenal. The band was hilarious, and they sound SO much better live! By the end of the night most people were on their feet or dancing in their seats and the whole room was singing along. I haven’t felt that much energy at a concert in ages!

SO fun.

…but then I paid for it yesterday.

I spent almost the entire day in bed coughing up a lung and blowing my nose. I’ve already been through two boxes of kleenex, and my whole body aches. I went to work today, and while I survived the day, I basically melted when I got home.

*sigh*

In any case, all this time spent in bed has given me a lot of time to reflect on a few things. For starters, my blogging record has been less than stellar for the last few weeks. My leisure time in the evenings has almost completely disappeared since we moved into our house for a couple of reasons…

When we lived in our tiny apartment our lives were very… simple. Happy, but simple. We went to work, came home, made dinner and hung out together working in our office or watching TV. Once in a while we had people over, but our apartment was so small I often felt like it was crowded even just adding one more person into the mix.

Out home has been a completely different story. There is constantly someone here visiting–friends, neighbours and family have popped in for a visit or to help around the house on an almost daily basis and I love it. As I write The Hubster is downstairs watching the hockey game with one of our neighbours… it’s been so fun to have so many visitors coming by to see us!

Also, there is always something to do around here. If it’s not one of the daily chores, there are boxes to unpack, lawns to cut, gardens to plant, things to organize, etc, etc, etc. My “free time” in the evenings has disappeared somewhat–when I see the Hubster working so hard on our home I feel bad plopping down in front of the computer. I know things will slow down eventually, but we seem to be in work mode for the moment. :)

And then there’s this wretched sickness–how on earth did I manage to get a death cold on my last week of work before the summer?

Worst timing EVER.

Anyway. My head feels fuzzy and I think it’s time to crawl back under my covers. I’m still debating work tomorrow, I think I’ll see what the morning brings.

Sweet dreams, loves! Hope you’re feeling better than I am…