So I’m not 100%. But I’m damn better. What’s been a real bummer about getting sick when I did, is that I have a huge presentation for my boss due today and it’s my birthday week. 

But it’s been Good. Besides staying at home in bed all day using a roll of toilet paper for Kleenex (classy, I know) and watching that damn Downton Abbey people have been yapping about (or as I like to call it: dumb, ugly, and mean white people* from last century), it’s been good for me.

It’s been good for me to sit still. Or rather, lay still. Not thinking. Not stressing (well maybe a bit). Not doing anything but taking care of myself and being surprisingly calm (is this what normal people feel like?). It was like a pre-vacation vacation. A little health hiatus. Instead of sipping wine in Sonoma, I was sipping airborne infused water in bed (classy, I know.) 

As annoying it was, I’m glad I it happened. I’m glad I got to get 33 out of my system before 34 starts tomorrow…and it will start oh so fresh. 

*note: i have nothing against white people. some of my best friends are white. it’s true!