What a great way to end my wonderful weekend of moving and unpacking *insert scarcastic smirk here*. I didn’t leave work till after 10pm Tuesday night. I had planned to work out yesterday since I had been slacking off while looking for a new apartment. My company was release a version of our software onto the servers which meant some or all of us would stay late. Issues and problems happen causing it to go later than we had thought. Once it was all done, I hung around and chatted with our QA guy.
When I left it was past 10pm and I really didn’t want to work out. I just wanted to go home and eat. However, I said I was going to do it and I’m making sure I don’t go back on my word anymore. So I went to the gym and proceeded to work out for an hour or so. I get done and it’s about 11:30pm and I’m SO hungry! I can get on a bus and head home but I don’t know what’s open this late near my new house. So instead I decide to walk up Polk Street (which tends to have a lot of places to eat) and if a bus comes by I’ll grab on there.
Well as I’m walking I’m finding out that the only places open are bars. I come across a donut shop still open so I grab a couple and eat them while walking. Next thing I know, I’ve walked all the way home. Which was good for me. Using that time to think about some things in my life that are painful and I’m trying to work out and through. I decided to walk a few blocks from my house and see if Denny’s is still open. They have to be, right, it’s a Denny’s! I was right and proceeded to have breakfast at midnight.
Got home around 1am and went to bed.
Woke up at 7am and my throat was hurting, ears were popping and my head felt like it was being squeezed. I did NOT feel good. Tried to go back to sleep and see if it was something I could sleep off or just lack of water from working out or something. Woke up a little before 8am and I still felt like crap. Great. Called my boss and told him I was sick and not coming into work. After that phone call, I went back to sleep and felt like crap until I got up around noon.
At that time I decided I needed to go to the store nearby and get some medicine as well as something to eat and drink. Finally got some stuff (which was EXPENSIVE…my god, when did prices get so damn high for everything) and headed home. Made myself something to eat, took medicine and laid on the couch watching tv trying to fall asleep.
Day time medicine my ass. It has to be worse that the stuff that makes you sleepy. I’m tired, groggy and want to go to sleep but my body won’t let me. They probably put some damn stuff in there to keep you awake. Day time medicine? Awake, yes. Alert, HELL no.
So what am I doing instead? Decided to get on here and bitch about it…until I’m able to finally pass out and sleep in a pill induced coma.
