Rain, rain, go away...

I take that back. I don't mind the rain on days like this, when I'm sick and whiny and incapable of anything beyond a bath and holding my head up. I had hoped I would conquer exams unscathed, ready to embrace my evenings and maybe even contemplate grocery shopping and laundry. Instead I have been saddled with a nasty little head cold or something of that nature.

While I had grand plans for this weekend (mainly reclaiming my apartment and finding my bedroom floor again), it seems the universe has other ideas. Shall I resign myself to my fate, or fight against it, knowing I'll only end up making things worse?

...yeeeah.

So I told a dear friend that I would house-sit/have a staycation at her place this week while she and her hubby are soaking up the sun and rum in Cuba. I figured after two weeks of cycling between work and bed I should have a change of scenery on all fronts. Unfortunately for me, rogue germs found me yesterday and have been making my head feel like a balloon ever since. Not a big deal, since my plan was to lay low all weekend with her pup and catch up on all the things I've neglected recently; reading, writing, proper nutrition...

So I spent most of the day in bed, trying to summon the energy to bathe, pack, and walk over to her place. Around 3pm I felt alive enough to draw a bath (I briefly considered a shower, but quickly realized I probably couldn't stand for that long). Packed my things (which only really consist of jammies, my computer, and a book) and hit the road - have I mentioned that I hadn't looked outside at all before leaving? Bad idea. For anyone currently in Halifax, you know that it's not the best day for a stroll through the neighborhood. It's cold, it's rainy, it's windy...but in my sick mind, I thought sure! Maybe I'll feel better in the fresh air. And I did...for about 30 seconds. By the time I reached her place, I was drenched and utterly exhausted. What is usually a pleasant 20 minute walk through the North End ended up being a 40 minute slog of death. I'm still trying to dry off and clear my head.

So now I shall wait for my snuggle buddy for the weekend, chug some NyQuil, and finish off Season 2 of Girls (have you watched it? Pretty entertaining; I find myself laughing out loud, crying, and hating someone every episode). Rumor has it the sun is supposed to make an appearance this weekend, so let's hope my immune system figures its shit out pronto.