must be the holidays

I'm getting ill. I woke up nauseated, feverish and with crackly 'itchy' lungs (seriously they feel itchy). I'm a little better now but I dragged to Jackson in a fog. Got my pills, dropped off library books, got road snacks and looked in vain for a second carrier. All walmart had was a hugeass dog crate as if little dogs/cats don't exist.

That means the two boys will be cramped on the way home (I'll get something at Petsmart there. i don't have time to go to Petco in Chillicothe not to mention it was still snowing).

Got home realized I never took some of my plants to the greenhouse at work. Sigh. Round them up, take them down, pack half the car, collapsed on the couch. This place will never be clean. I hate that. And i have no motivation to clean, to pitch, to donate either (though I DID also take away four bags of plastic, three of paper, one of aluminium and a box of cardboard and this is all from a week. WTF? And Goodwill got a bunch of clothes from me today)

If i feel better I'll be going home tomorrow. Hear my enthusiam. I went to Jackson today mostly to get my SiL stuff for the holidays and forgot her list. I'm bright.

But on the good side, I'm halfway done with my fmagiftexchange story. I think i ran out of steam way too early on the stocking stuffers. uh oh not to mention the drabbles for my flist. I'm trying. promise. i just...have a distracted mind.

( Day 78 )