Back from the brink

So…When last we met, I’d announced that I was taking the weekend off. Boy, did I overextend that plan. It ended up stretching through Tuesday night.

It was a busy weekend, with three graduations to go to on Saturday. Then a lunch with Jenni’s brother and his family on Sunday. Work Monday…And then…

All afternoon at work, I was just feeling off. That feeling you get when the virus first digs in. I made dinner, hung out for a little bit with the family, but then had to head to bed.

That was 8:30 Monday night. I woke up with my alarm around 5:30 the next morning after a horrible night of spiked fevers, a really uncomfortable stomach and aches. I e-mailed work and headed back to bed.

I pretty much vegetated through Tuesday. I did watch two movies, from completely opposite ends of the spectrum: The King’s Speech and Zombieland–one a very well acted drama based in truth, and the other a profane, simplistic spoof of the horror film genre. I’ll let you decide which was which.  I spent the rest of the day unsuccessfully keeping food down, and otherwise just being uncomfortable. I went to bed early again hoping I’d be good in the morning.

This morning, I got wiped out just showering and trying to get ready for a day, so I decided work was out–at least work at work. The magic, or detriment of technology is that it allows me to work from home, should I need or want. And I had a few things to do today, even if I wasn’t up to actually sitting in the cube farm doing the work. So I perched on the couch, worked on a whole slew of printer projects today and watched a third movie in two days: Avatar–visually stunning, but completely wasted on an overly heavy-handed and preachy script. It just confirms that movies these days can only fall into one of three categories: slow, thoughtful intelligent pieces or “chick flicks,” over-the-top comedies, or big-budget special effects blowouts. It makes me want to make a life’s goal to make a movie that’s a funny period character study in space. The lead character will be a 4,000 year old robot cat with mother issues.

So I’m feeling better tonight, though. I’ll still head to bed early-ish, give myself a little extra time in the morning to make sure I’m OK, and yeah, I’ll probably head in to work tomorrow. Back to the grind.

See you tomorrow.

One Reply to “Back from the brink”

  1. “a funny period character study in space.”

    Um, hello. Firefly.

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