Random Acts of Sass

Not at all, kids! NOT AT ALL.

I’m just not built for it! Especially not during May, ala the month of exams, moving home, cleaning the entire house, rearranging furniture, preparing for camp, taking three summer school classes online, and hanging out with my father. 

Oh, and deciding my immediate future after graduation next year.

Yep. It’s been a busy month.

And the pressure to post every day! People, I don’t mind telling you, it makes me crazy. I just can’t do it. It MAKES ME CRAZY. 

I have lots of topics to discuss, so help me out and leave a comment about which (if any) you care to hear about:

• De-pack-ratting your life
• Summer school classes and cheap textbooks
• The current economy
• My current plans for career/job
• My new interest in money and financial management

For cryin’ out loud. It’s that time of year again.

The great real estate hunt. My best friend, W, and I are going to try to find a cute little two bedroom, one bathroom house downtown. Of course, we want as much space as possible, but being downtown, that’s not going to be a lot.

I hate house/apartment hunting. It’s such a pain!

Further complicated by the fact that she and I will both be out of town for the summer. We need to pin something down before we leave, but that’s proving to be a challenge.

Honestly.

What a pain in the neck!

My dad has to have a kidney transplant. I am totally freaked out.

That is all.

Y’all. Seriously.

Friday afternoon, I was exhausted. I canceled a biology study session that I needed to attend for an upcoming test so that I could stay in bed and sleep.  I woke up around 5, and fiddled around the apartment until midnight. I knew I was getting sick — I could feel it in the back of my throat. However, I was unprepared for the mayhem.

Saturday morning, I woke up sick. I felt pretty gross. I woke up around 10 and managed to stay awake until 2, when, body aching, freezing, pounding headache, I retreated to my bed (with a blanket warmed in the dryer to keep me warm.) I woke at 5, dizzy, disoriented, and miserable.

Waltz Boy took pity on me and brought me supplies: chicken soup, cold medicine, and a couple of Jane Austen movies. He took one look at me: “You have a fever. That’s why you feel this badly.”

We took my temperature.

101.

NO WONDER I FELT LIKE DEATH.

Suitably drugged up, I ate for the first time that day, also downing some Vitamin water (part of the provisions Waltz Boy brought me.) I felt semi-human, and after falling asleep in my chair several times, went to sleep around midnight last night.

Today, I woke up, fever free, congested, but alive. I didn’t make it to church, but I did make it to Target, where I bought more chicken noodle soup, tissues, hot chocolate mix, and cold medicine.

(Which, as an aside: in the State of North Carolina, you have to show ID to get cold medicine. WTF?)

The teenage boy who checked me out wished me a good day and sweetly added, “I really hope you feel better soon.”

Top Ten List of Things I Learned While Being Sicker Than Ever Before:

10. I miss having a full-size couch. Due to the small stature of my apartment, I have only a loveseat. My bed wasn’t comfortable, and a loveseat wasn’t gonna cut it.

9. Sometimes, not even a shower can make you feel better.

8. Dirty dishes multiply like rabbits when you’re sick. So do dirty tissues.

7. Plain chapstick makes an excellent balm for a raw nose.

6. Sleeping with a cough drop in your mouth, while a potential choking hazard, aids in sleeping. (In all honestly, I learned this one in the great Pnemonia incident of ‘07.)

5.  When, upon hearing your voice on the phone, your friends ask if you are alive… You are sick.

4.  Clean clothes can make you feel better after a fever induced sweat bath.

3. It is, in fact, possible to drink more than seven cups of hot chocolate in a day when you figure out that soothes your sore throat.

2. Having a friend come rescue you from your misery as best he can is worth the weight of a can of chicken noodle soup in gold.

1. Progresso Chicken Noodle Soup is highly superior to Campbell’s Chicken Noodle Soup which is HIGHLY superior to Bear Rock Cafe’s Chicken Noodle Soup.

That’s right. I’m getting contacts. I have an eye appointment on Thursday and I’m going to get new glasses, as well as contacts. Any thoughts? Tips? Suggestions? I’ve never had contacts before… It’s a brave new world out there.

I’m excited, because people are always failing to notice how green my eyes are – they’re really green – because of my glasses. Now, maybe people will be able to see them. I certainly hope so.

Alright, you contact-wearers. Hit me with your best advice.

This weekend, I did nothing of purpose. I got no homework accomplished. I pulled off two loads of laundry – that was a success.

Today, I felt completely overwhelmed. I  didn’t have a biology lab, so I got home at noon instead of 3:30. What did I do? NOTHING. Rapidly, I felt my new habits and recent motivation careening down the hill we call failure. I was freaking out.

Tonight, however, I managed to take control back. I did my dishes. Straightened the kitchen. Straightened my coffee table (which doubles as my homework central). I’m getting ready to study for my Biology quiz.

I’m proud of myself. I feel like I managed to stop the out of control boulder before it smashed my recent, tender house of cards that spell success.

A small achievement.