Personal

I had to leave work early yesterday because I felt like crap again. I am feeling better today, but still not 100% myself. Not sure what is up but I need to take it easy. Jayson thinks I am overworking. I need a vacation. I am working from home today. But I am actually working so I am not that much more relaxed than I would be at the office. At least I can play music and sit at my computer in my PJ’s.

I hope I am better for tomorrow. I need to goto my sisters. I also am planed to help a friend move on Saturday, but my body (and my dad) are advising against it. I feel bad but I need to call him and discuss the situation with him.

Emailed Jenn again tonight. I have written her more in the past week than I have in the past 2 years. I miss talking to her. I miss talking to steve also, but getting him to talk is much harder than speaking to Jenn! I hope to see both of them soon.

I feel a bit older today than I normally do. One of my best friends from college just had a baby. I am not sure what makes me feel older the fact that friends my age are now having kids or that I will be 31 next month? My congrats to Sean and Kelly. Also a hello to little Scott C. According to recent readings he will not have any problems being the only Scott in his classes when he grows up.

Sean and Kelly are lucky. FAO does not have in stock the big dog stuffed animal I was going to get. Dam FAO. Now I have to wait till my sister has another kid to piss someone off with the dam big dog, but it won’t be so fun to give it to her. She is starting to think she wants the really big one for the next kid:(

Many of you may have thought I died. If you saw me on Thursday that is probably what you thought was going on! I am not dead. I felt like I was going to die, but it was just the flue. I am feeling better now. I am still really tired, but I am awake and not lying in bed feeling like I was run over by a truck (i figured that getting run over by a truck had to feel as bad or worse than how I was feeling yesterday. I may be wrong on that, sorry).

I have no idea what happened. I was feeling fine on Thursday morning and then within 5 minutes I went from feeling fine to feeling like I was going to die. I guess my cold turned into the flu. Who knows. I just don’t know how I made it home. Thanks to Jayson, Cari, & Danny for making sure I made it home alive. Thanks to the unnamed cabbie who had to put up with my puking in the back of his cab. To my defense we had a garbage bag and made no mess. I am a well prepared sick person.

Also I would like to thank Gretchen for the chicken sandwich. Fast food never tasted so good. Also a very special thanks to Pierre for keeping me company. Sorry that I couldn’t play with you more buddy, but I felt like crap. Thanks for not crapping though:) Oh, Pierre is a dog if anyone was just a bit confused.

I slept today during the day so now it is late and I am not tired. I am going to take some more Tylenol PM and hopefully sleep the entire night. I have watched a ton of TV today, and I felt like getting a bit of writing in before I collapse to sleep. I don’t understand how I can be so tired and not sleepy.

I will take the day off to take it easy. My dad keeps telling me not to rush back into my routine or else I will get sick again. That happened last year and I don’t want it to happen again. More tomorrow…

I have been in a cold medicine induced haze all day today. Kai, Danny, & Jayson were having lots of fun regarding my state of awareness. It is kind of weird when you don’t really feel your feet. I knew I was in for a day when I couldn’t read the screen of my PDA on the train. I wanted to leave early but I ended up staying a few minutes late. Time just flies by.

I am going to try and get to bed early. I hope that happens.

I feel like I am getting sick. I am on cold meds. The drinking last night probably wasn’t one of my brightest ideas. I also went to the office today to help out with some stuff. I am back now and I am really tired. The non-drowsy cold stuff I am on right now sure makes me tired.

I did my tax’s Saturday. I was torn between buying the Turbotax software, using Turbotax online or H&R Block Online. I ended up trying an online tax prep (not telling you what one, tax’s are a personal and private thing:). Man was it easy. I have to say if you have a relatively simple to moderately complicated return I would suggest this. I am not an accountant. I hate math. My accountant even told me for simple stuff to use software. He of course is a friend of the family trying to save me money, and it worked. I did the return early and now I hope to get a nice return early. Nightmare is over, for another year!

Friday Jayson and I had to leave work early to goto a wake.  A friend of ours mom died.  It was very sudden and very sad.  It was scary how similar a situation it was with my Uncle Berny.  We ran home to get our respective suits for the service.  I was thankful that I had just bought a brand new suit and gotten it just a week ago.

After showering and shaving I put on the suit.  I was kind of surprised at how it fit.  When I tried it on in the store after the alterations it was tight but it fit.  When I put this on the paints would barely stay on my waist.  What the hell happened I thought for about a half a second.  The dumb-ass’ at the store gave me my Dad’s suit.  We went together, bought the same style suit and have the same last names.  They gave me his.  At that point I needed to wear something for this thing, so I put the paints on and cinched the paints as tight as I could with my belt.  The paints were fine except they were a bit longer than they should have been.  I spent most of the evening pulling them up when I walked so I wouldn’t mess up the bottoms.  The jacket fit, but was a bit longer than it normally should have been.  It was really funny.

I ended up calling my mom on the subway and asked her to have my dad try on the suit that he had.  REALLY LONG conversation later it was confirmed that a switch had been made.  Thankfully I was able to get throughout the night with the EXTRA large suit.

As my sister put it, the craziest thing about this situation wasn’t that I had the wrong suit, but that I could put my dad’s suit on and actually wear it at all.  Now I love my dad, but he has gotten to have a huge belly.  The last time I think he exercised without being forced to (he did have physical therapy a few years ago) was the 60’s.

The service was really sad.  I hate those things.  not because of reasons you would think.  I didn’t go out of obligation like I do with tons of family functions.  I went to let a friend know she wasn’t alone.  And she wasn’t.  A ton of us showed up.  But what I can’t stand is not knowing what to say.  There is nothing you can say that will make any difference.  it is just awkward.  You just have to sit there knowing there is nothing you can do to help.