Don't get me wrong, it was still absolutely beautiful! It's just that I was too sick and annoyed to really enjoy the weather. My family goes to my aunt and uncle's house (which is hard for me to say - it's definitely their house and has always been, but when my grandmother was alive it was "Granny's" House) about an hour and fifteen minutes from my parents house. This year was going to be slightly different - we were going to stay the night at my brother and sister-in-laws, who live ten minutes from my aunt's. We were all excited - it was going to be a day full of family and good food and a night of more family, more good food and movies. The "plague" started to creep in on Friday while I was working at the theatre - about 1/2 the theatre had had this cold/virus/crap and I guess it was only a matter of time - but when I woke up Saturday/Christmas Day I was definitely, 100% unwell. I took some medicine and put on my game face, and was okay until about 2:00pm when I started to crash. After a good morning/mid afternoon at my aunts, my mom, dad and I went to my brother's where it was decided that we were coming home, as I was dying. So I felt amazingly guilty for ruining the family fun - I should mention that I knew my hometown was getting snow, but there was nothing where we were.
We left and headed home and it started to rain. I was still in the back of the car feeling guilty, and even more so because I was excited to see if there was still snow at home, all the while getting more and more ill. My dad - bless his heart, he's getting old, and this is a blog for another day - almost killed us driving like a bat outta hades for the last 30 minutes of the drive. The last 30 minutes of the drive was when the rain turned to snow...
So I'm home, feeling ill because I'm ill and because not only am I the reason we've come home, but I'm angry at my dad for almost killing us. However, the snow was gorgeous so I tried to enjoy a little before I went inside. I did get to watch my Doctor Who Christmas Special Saturday, which cheered me up a little bit.
Sunday was by far the best snow day I've had in a long while - Boone days included. Roads were fine, snow was gorgeous and fluffy, so mom and I decided to do a walk around the neighborhood. Phlegm, $80 ski gloves and wellies in hand, we went for a nice walk around the 'hood which took us into the adjoining county. I felt amazing - I could breathe! Then we came back inside, had some snow cream and the plague came back with vengeance. Spent the rest of the day mopey because everyone was having fun in the snow and I was "dying." So I got my White Christmas, but was too sick to enjoy it! IRONY. I'm pretty sure the Big Guy gets a chuckle out of me daily....
Fast forward to today - Tuesday. I ventured out for lunched yesterday and returned home exhausted BUT I'd bought some Mucinex and holy crap that's some amazing stuff. Makes me very thirsty/dry mouth, but man - oh - man it gets to working. Though don't take too many too close together, or you get a little 'high' like I did last night. Anyway, today ventured out with my mom to see "The King's Speech" and swing by target and I'm beat again. I dunno why I'm so exhausted but at least I'm getting well. I cleaned out her pantry/laundry room last night and 'grocery shopped' a little and did some work work since there was nothing on television. Bah, I blame that time in Raleigh when I went 3 months without going to a doctor only to find I had a severe case of bronchitis, which explained why I couldn't breathe or take proper breaths. Haven't been the same since - which explains why a slight case of the Phlegm Plague is wiping me out.
In other news, tho my final days at my parents abode may be driving me bananas, they are, in fact, my final days! I found out this morning that I can pick up my apartment keys tomorrow afternoon, so I'll swing by and scope it out for the first time. Later, probably Saturday, I'll go back and clean it top to bottom and start moving a few things in and then Monday the movers come. Yippie! Electric gets turned on tomorrow; Gas (heat) on Thursday. So laying low and recovering from the Plague will end in absolute awesomeness....at least I hope. Drove by the apt today on the way back from the movie and it looked really old in the snow. I hope the inside doesn't let me down!
Back to the James Bond movie on...since I'm lame and still recovering :)
I can hear my mom sneezing up a storm...I might have passed the plague to her...oopsies.
Also, wonder what my Resolution this year is going to be? Probably to save more (i've been saving a LOT lately and holy mackerel i've saved a lot), stop being such a cold-hearted bia, or maybe both? Or still...will discuss later :)
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