So Friday I took the day off from work to do clean sweep Christmas shopping...and yes I got it all done! I was feeling so accomplished I decided that this was the year that I was going to get a flu shot. So I went to the pharmacy first thing in the morning and talked to the pharmacist, who called my Dr. for clearance. I explained I had a full day and would be back later in the afternoon after all my errands were run. So off to the mall I go, but yet I never made it INTO the mall. I hit Toys R Us, Target, Dicks, The Christmas Tree Shop, Michael's and Borders...all around the mall, but never actually in it. I got all but 1 toy on my list, not bad considering it's me. I look at my watch and expect that I stood in line at TRU for at least 3 hours and it's close to 2pm...but no it's 12:30! I did all my shopping inside 3 hours, with a haircut!
So, I get to the pharmacy and it's a zoo, so I turn on my heels and head over to get a manicure and pedicure. At 3pm I go over and get ready to be shot. It's over in less then 3 seconds and I am on my way to get Danny. I told him since I made him get a shot that I got one too, he was very proud that I was "brave enough to go alone". My arm hurt for like an hour, but I survived.
On Saturday we went into the city with friends, it was a beautiful day weather wise and we took in the sights and the crowds. And boy was it crowded, now I remember why we always take a day off to go in. We started in Times Square, went down to FAO Schwarts back up 5th Avenue and looked at the windows then to Rockefeller Center. By 5pm I was beat and starting to feel under the weather, so we called it a day and left our friends to enjoy the rest of the night 3 less bodies.
Sunday we woke up to POURING rain and I felt crappy and achy, but in my usual headstrong way I fought thru and conquered my kitchen. I went grocery shopping, made a pot of soup and made batches of oatmeal raisin and gingerbread cookie dough and baked off 4 dozen chocolate chip and some oatmeal raisin. By the time I got to dinner it was 5:30...and I still had to clean up. By 8pm I was feeling really bad, almost feverish and all the time thinking, "when I was 17 and got a mumps vaccine, 3 days later I had the mumps"...oh boy, what had I done? I was in bed with NightQuil by 9pm and slept really hard. By about 3am I was totally over sleep, but talked myself back into a coma until 6:30am.
I woke this morning congested and sneezy, but functional enough to come to work, sneeze on EVERY available surface and hope everyone else in the office doesn't get this for the holidays. But I think about it this way, at least I didn't call in sick on a Monday morning!
HAPPY MONDAY XXXOOO
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