I’m sick, again. But just another cold. Which I can deal with because at least it wasn’t like last winter when I we were SUPER sick ALL THE TIME. Those were dark, dark days.
I was reminiscing with my coworker about how sick we were all last winter and about how much work I missed and she made this face.
Hahaha. Who really needs a career, amiright?
But this winter has been so much better. Just, you know, some viruses, some puke…nothing we can’t handle.
But here’s the thing about colds: I AM VERY MEAN WHEN I HAVE A COLD.
I turn into a Stone Cold Real Housewife. Stay away! Stay far away from me!
Me, without a cold, when Sam can’t find his shoes.
Me, with a cold, when Sam can’t find his shoes.
Me, without a cold, when a work problem arises.
Me with a cold, when a work problem arises.
Me, without a cold, cooking dinner for the kids (okay, like, 50 percent of the time).
Me, with a cold, cooking dinner for the kids.
Me, without a cold, walking the dog.
Me, with a cold, walking the dog
Anyway! You got the point. Me, without a cold: Pretty happy. Likes life. Can deal with shit. Me, with a cold: TERRIBLE MONSTER PERSON WHO HATES EVERYONE AND EVERYTHING.
Looking forward to allergy season, y’all!