Sick on a Lovely Day

I called in sick yesterday and it was a gorgeous day. Despite the near perfect weather with its blue skies and warm sunshine, I couldn't enjoy it like I wanted to. When Lance turned on the news in the morning, they said it would be 70 degrees on the coast.

"We should go to the beach," I croaked.

"Babe, you're sick," Lance retorted with a smile.

"But it's going to be 70 degrees!"

Keep in mind, my face is burrowed in the pillow and I can barely make myself out. Still it would have been nice to go to the beach. On hindsight, my boyfriend was right.

Despite the wonderful weather, I was exhausted and very very cold. All I wanted to do was sleep. I got up at 11:30am when Lance came back from his walk with Dixie. They found a straggler. The pup from next door busted loose from his leash and was found scampering down the street chasing after birds. He almost got hit by a car. A few cars.

The family next door, while nice, should not be allowed to have pets. This is their second that we know of and the darn thing is stupid. There is no leash training and he'll run off with no fear to his own safety. Cute thing but stupid.

I went back to sleep after we walked the dog and Dixie again. It was a nice walk.

When I woke up again, Beck was home and James came over shortly after. We played Wii Golf. I beat them all. -1 was my overall score. I scored the birdie in the last hole. All the other courses were at par. In Wii Bowling. I beat them all in the first game. The second game, I did well.

Still, for such a lovely day being sick, I wished I had more energy to do something. All I could do was sleep but I'm tired of sleeping and drinking tea. I'm tired of my nose feeling runny and then dry. My head still hurts and I hestitate to take cold medicine because it makes me loopy and sleepy. I don't like being under the influence of ANYTHING when I'm at work.