I'm home sick today. I know, I know - I'll give you a moment to pick up your chin from the ground. Anyhow, after last week's lovely stomach virus, I spent a couple days arguing with my sinuses, trying to convince them that it was not acceptable for them to get infected. They finally agreed with me, but unfortunately decided not to share the memo with my throat and lungs. I sound sexy today, let me tell you. When the husband and I spoke on the phone last night, he responded to my query of, "How are you?" with, "Not as deep as you!" Maximum impact of humor here is dependent on you having heard my husband's voice - suffice it to say, our choirmates in college compared his speaking voice to Barry White. 'Nuff said.
I had one of those funny, "oh yeah, not everyone in the world is a Highland dancer" moments when I checked in with my boss over the phone this morning. It was literally five minutes after I woke up and my voice was impressively baritone & froggy. Here's the pertinent snippet of convo:
Boss: "How is your body feeling?"
Me: "Other than my lungs and my throat, my body feels great."
Boss: "Your lungs and your throat ARE your body!"
Me: "Oh, right..."
You know you're a Highland dancer when you focus on the body parts the judge can see on stage. You know you're a music therapist when you're most concerned about important body parts like, oh yeah, the respiratory system!
My plan for the day is to take it easy on myself. I figure, if I've been sick for over a week now, my body is trying to tell me something. Okay, body, I'm listening! The most stressful part of the day will be knocking down my To Do list from work, most of which can be done via the computer, with a few phone calls thrown in. Other than that, housework is out - no laundry, not unpacking boxes, etc. Goofing off after work is in - knitting, watching episodes of Ugly Betty or Sex & the City, and writing emails/letters to friends. Today, I am determined not to feel guilty about taking some time for myself without worrying about producing anything or helping anyone else out. Let the healing begin :-)
Love from my baby boy is the best medicine
Hi there! I *loved* reading that you'd studied in London ... what a dream! Also neat that you (and your son?) are Highland dancers. Very cool! Do I take it your parents and in-laws are hoarders? I love to watch the hoarding shows; they always encourage me to try cutting the clutter around here. My mom is similar, so it's always a struggle. Have a good day!
ReplyDeleteOh my gosh, you are so brave! I totally can't watch the hoarding shows - too close to home (shudder). I do like watching organizing shows, though :-)
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