I chickened out of sharing the juicy Confession Tuesday entry, so you get a much grosser edition instead: What I'm like when I'm sick.
Being sick sucks. I wear sloppy clothes because they're comfortable and no one will see me anyway. Right now I'm wearing an over-sized, multicoloured knit sweater that I got at the second hand store for four dollars. Underneath that I've got my neon yellow T-shirt I bought in Santa Monica. It's ripped and faded. I'm wearing my raw spinach green capris because all my pants are dirty. Laundry is not a priority. To keep my calves from getting chilly, I just hike up my black socks that I got in the men's' section of Zellers. Who needs a bra when I nap most of the day? Run free boobies, run free! Showering takes too much energy because I'd have to unrobe, clean up, re clothe, and then dry my hair so I don't get a chill. This is gross because I probably stink, but I can't smell it so therefore I don't care! I feel wretched, so greasy hair and clammy armpits have become trivial. Snot rags overflow the garbage container in my room. I haven't rinsed out cans of soup or washed the dishes. Items are scattered all over the place. Who cares? The high points of my day occur every four hours when I can take my next set of meds. That means more pills, and/or Buckleys. I'm convinced Buckley's is equal parts pine juice and hydrochloric acid. I feel tough taking that stuff, but it works.
Do I sound nasty? Heck yeah! However, I bet my description secretly sounds familiar. We're all a little sketchy when we're ill. Nothing matters other than getting better or alleviating as much discomfort as possible. For example: when your nose becomes chapped from blowing it so often, what can you do? Yesterday I discovered a brilliant and inexpensive solution (which could have been a Cheapskate Tuesday idea!): if you dab chapstick on your beak, it totally soothes it. Just don't use your chapstick for other things afterward.
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P.S. If you haven't filled out the sheets poll yet, please do! Time is running out.
5 comments:
And Rick wonders why I turned down his offer to bring me food or something when I was sick. He tells me that I can't possibly look bad. I wasn't worried about the look - just the smell :P And sort of the look too :) Oh, and the state of the house... :)
Also, your sheets poll has been up for SO long we've all voted at least, eleventy-million times :) Put up a new poll already!
If you REALLY want a cheapskate idea.... just rub the chapstick on the end of your finger, then apply to your nose. That way you can still use your chapstick on your lips afterward!
PS - vaseline also works wonders.
PPS - Hope you feel better soon!
PPPS - I'm jonesin' for moosetracks with fudgeos & hardening sauce. In a cup. Specifically in one of my black mugs with the white swirlies and the coloured insides. How did we gain weight after high school again???
Mochs:
Yeah... thanks for the gesture Rick ;) Heh heh. I showered today. It was time. And don't worry, a new poll is coming after Christmas sometime.
Sarah:
No idea how we gained weight ;) I tried the chapstick to the finger thing, but then I figured my fingers were probably pretty germy too... ew.
I wonder if KY would also work. I imagine it might. I don't think I'd ever tell someone if I tried it though.
Also, who is "&"? Are you pregnant with a little &?!
"After Christmas sometime??" Seriously, that poll has been up for EONS!
Eons of EONS! Enough sheets - put one up about shoes! Or names :)
Oh my gosh... don't even. HA! I've got some ideas cooked up.
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