I don't like being sick. I suppose nobody does. But it's part of life; I accept that. What I hate more is that when I'm sick, I don't have the energy to do much of anything at all. It feels like a waste of a day when I can't get a single productive thing done. I only have the sniffles right now and as annoying as they may get, I could still re-organize my desk or clean a closet. But my energy level betrays me. I become exhausted so quickly and am drawn back to laying in bed.
I suppose that tells me I'm not doing enough productive things when I am well. I shouldn't have chores to do if I'm sick. I should just be able to take a day of rest and not stress about the things that need to be put away or cleaned. Hmm, didn't think this rant would be a two-parter and one against myself at that. Wow, this blog is good for self-realization! OK, now I'm rambling... and I'm typing it... I'm so weird.
I also didn't go to Crossfit this morning, so although I'm currently one ahead of bartender friend, I'm now one behind my other friend. Argh!
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