I woke up yesterday morning with a screaming headache and a body that wasn’t too keen on cooperating with me. So I called in sick and had a lazy day.
Today I survived. At some point early in my shift I got a nasty case of the chills and couldn’t shake it — so by the time I was done work I was exhausted, even more so when I got home. I reheated some leftovers for supper — was actually rather hungry and at 2 portions instead of 1. I guess that means I’ll have to do meal prep sooner than I thought. Oh well, at least there’s still a meal in there for supper tomorrow night!
Tomorrow is my step-daughter’s birthday. She’ll be 17. And it’s the first special anything since I moved out (I’m not counting New Years). I’m kinda at a loss as to what I think or feel. It just feels strange and awkward. I think I’ll still get her a birthday card, maybe throw in an iTunes card. Drop it off at the house on my way home after work. Yeah, definitely awkward.
As for me — well I just don’t feel right. I feel mentally and emotionally tired this week. I was hoping to do some more practicing on my bass — but I haven’t even taken it out of the case since our jam session last weekend. Maybe that sick day means I need to be more careful about taking care of myself. Or maybe the blood tests that the Doc ordered when I saw him last will show something. Obviously if there is something, its nothing urgent or I would have been called by now. Maybe it’s nothing but a case of late winter blues. Either way I think I’ll have an early bedtime again tonight.
I guess the one positive thing is (so far) I’m managing to post regularly. I don’t know if I’ll keep doing every day, but I sure hope I can do 2 or 3 every week. That would be great — not only as an outlet, but also to practice my writing.
For now, that’s all I got. That birthday thing tomorrow though. It’s definitely been on my mind the last few days. And it’s definitely a weird feeling.
The Phoenix Narrative 