I now have a full blown nasty cold. My throat is swollen and irritated. My back hurts from coughing. Grrrr...And of course my lungs...my poor tar and nicotine stained lungs...are trying to recover and thus contributing to much mucous. Mucous. That is about is pretty a word as phlegm.
Well...I seriously doubt that I'll have anything ready for the Victorian Village yard sale tomorrow. I wish I did. But my role as Mr. Self-Procrastinator hasn't helped me get much done this week.
Wasted the entire three day holiday weekend. Didn't clean my room. Didn't straighten up my shit in the basement. Didn't clean my boxes out of the kitchen. Didn't clean out my car.
I did however get the backyard mowed. Since it has rained almost 13 days straight I think...well...you cut it when ya can.
I am currently not enjoying the foulest "tea" that came out of the coffee machine at work. It is very stanky.
11 days until Boston!