October 24, 2004

sick and tired

I feel guilty wasting a day in bed.

My house guests were up early and out on their travels by 9:00 this morning. I woke when I heard their voices, in hushed laughter making plans to steal away with Sir Hal.

“Didn’t you wonder why I brought such a big bag?”

I stumbled out of bed, squashed those plans and rounded up breakfast. Oatmeal for Elle, yogurt for Emme, and Halls honey lemon cough drops for me. They headed for the elevator and I headed for the medicine cabinet. The digital thermometer said 100. And that was good enough for me to climb back into bed.

I missed brunch with the People Who Sleep with Men, responding to Kate’s text message with, Wish I could. Am sick. Have three mimosas for me. I missed going to a play with Ari. Her “wanna share a cab?” voicemail rocked me from one bizarre, feverish dream. Bless her heart, my good neighbor asked if she could bring me anything. But I’m all stocked up on tea and soup.

Despite my love for deadence, I really do feel guilty wasting a day in bed sucking on Haagen-Dazs sorbet pops, reading and passing in and out of sleep. A low grade fever and a sore throat -- I should just swallow a couple of Advil, suck down on a Halls and hit the sidewalk. But I’m getting on a plane at the end of the week, and as bad as I feel about snoozing away a perfectly good Sunday, I’d feel much worse wrecking our Moroccan Adventure.

Alright, I’ve been out of bed long enough to shower, blog and realize I’m out of frozen things to suck on. Back to bed, or run to the grocery store? I think we all know the answer to that question.

Posted by This Fish at October 24, 2004 04:34 PM
Comments

nothing wrong with a day in bed. My mother used to say it was mother nature's way of telling you to slow down.

That's ok I did not believe her either.

Posted by: B at October 24, 2004 04:39 PM

It isn't clear from your posting whether the furry one was discouraging or encouraging his abduction...

Posted by: chris at October 24, 2004 06:45 PM

"Neurotic" is no longer in fashion. Now quit your whining and go do something fucking productive, for Christ's sake.

Posted by: Rocco Yamamoto at October 25, 2004 03:10 AM

Productive, Rocco? Like, finish my bachelor's degree inside of nine years?

Posted by: Fish at October 25, 2004 06:35 AM

Frozen things to suck on??? Oh the images that conjurs up... :)

And why do I not get invited to the people who sleep with men breakfast parties...I think I highly qualify there :)

Posted by: Brian, the 646 Guy at October 25, 2004 04:01 PM