weaselteeth: Adventures in Misery

January 26, 2005

Adventures in Misery

Odd thing how we can convince ourselves, I’m past this nonsense now, I am HEALED, I say!—and of course that’s a baldfaced cantankerous lie.

She Who Must Be Obeyed was running a solid 11 on the 10-point Guilt-O-Meter, after missing two days from work. And the one thing she has going for her is how truly rare it actually is that she misses work. “I’ll go in and give it a try,” quoth Herself.

So before leaving for work, yuuuuust a quick one-block trip to a nearby food and convenience store. And that dragged on. And on. And on.

At last she got home, looking like she’d gone four out of five falls with the Debbil hisself. “That's it,” she declared. “I got halfway out of the driveway and realized I’d never make the seven-mile trip to work. You should have seen me in there, coughing like crazy—infecting anyone around me.”

Doing your share, my love, doing your share. With luck we will re-infect whoever gave this to us, just when they thought they were HEALED.

Me? I’ve been sleeping an hour at a time—90 minutes at most. I think I mentioned earlier, for all I know this is actually March 32. I’m at that point in my arrested development.

Posted by Weaselteeth at January 26, 2005 09:34 PM