I'm sick. It sucks to be sick. My head feels like it's not attached to my body. My right ear makes its own sounds and dare I say, my runny nose runs the risk of running right off my face.
If feeling the way I do, I could accomplish:
- Showering and making myself presentable
- Driving downtown for a meeting with Tourism Charlottetown where I solicited (read begged) donations for Special Olympics PEI (I was successful btw)
- Shopping for a creative Easter-themed craft for my visit with my "little sister"
- Making a gourmet lunch (okay, maybe a hot dog doesn't count as gourmet, but when you're not feeling well comfort is comfort - whether it's food or a kleenex)
- Visiting said "little sister" Victoria where for an hour we decorated Easter Egg shaped cookies with very stale candies and icing that was too thin. Too bad I didn't read the instructions before I went, otherwise our icing might have actually turned out better and the candies would have actually stuck to the cookies, rather than slide off.
- Gassing up the Cranberry Cruiser in what would elsewhere be known as a hurricane, but here on PEI it's just a little wind & rain
- Talking to my one PEI friend to wish her a happy birthday and listen to her lamentations on the limitations of her not-so-good boss
- Spending an hour writing more letters to various island businesses soliciting auction items
- Creating home-made sauce for tonight's dinner of chicken Florentine
- Studying chapters 6 & 7 in preparation for tomorrow's Business Communication double-header
- Daydreaming about a job that allowed me to write all day long
...then imagine what I could do if I actually felt better?
I shudder to think. Or is that the fever?
