… right this very minute. Because my holiday spirit seems to have become more Scroogy and Grinchy than Christmasy.
I’m on day 6 of The Horrible Crud. And as if it’s not bad enough that I still feel pretty much like I’ve been run over by a truck, I have had NO voice since late Wednesday. Like I-can-barely-speak-above-a-whisper no voice. It doesn’t hurt that much anymore, but it’s incredibly frustrating. I’m congested, and something’s off with my hot water. Steaming hot showers have been my only real relief this week, and yet somehow when I tried to take a bath tonight, I couldn’t get water hotter than just kind-of-warm. I have no idea what’s wrong – the hot water heater seems to be working, and I have it turned up to its normal scalding hot levels. I’m going to try again in a little while and hope this situation has improved.
I’m quarantined at home, and I can’t even communicate with people. Talking on the phone would be a joke – I sound like a deranged stalker. The only normal-decibel-level sound I can make is an excellent imitation of a honking goose. Which is admittedly fun to emit from time to time. It certainly makes the cat sit up and take notice. But it’s the holidays, and I can’t even talk to the people I love. Of course, that’s because none of them are actually HERE.
Paul was supposed to be home tonight, after two weeks away. But winter storms all over Europe have airports closed and flights cancelled, and so he’s currently stranded in Amsterdam.
And I had just typed the rest of this post, and recognized that with all the crap I’m still incredibly lucky and have much to be grateful for and blahblahblah and I actually finished it on a really nice note when my computer crashed and what I wrote above is all that was saved. Aaaaaaaaarrrrrrgggggghhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!
Pity party, table for one?
I’m not going to rewrite all of the really nice stuff I wrote, because I am too sick, and too tired, and too sick and tired of everything right now to bother.
But I will finish by saying that I am sending all of you good health and good cheer, and maybe somehow some of it will come back to me. Because I could really use a little Christmas right now.
