D arrived home from work and decided my on-line diagnosis was incorrect, that I don't have the flu but am simply hungover.
I am not hungover, for one I have never been hungover (bless my body chemistry) but I have had plenty of bouts of flu, ergo I KNOW when it's flu I'm having. Plus what hangover comes with a faucet-face and shredded voice box. None, HA!
Today I feel minutely better, I think, it's too soon to tell. My dear friend Emmzie has offered to come by and run my business for a few hours so I can recharge my batteries. I know this has only knocked me down so much because I have been working so hard, eating and sleeping so little these last few weeks.
Thankfully it should be over and done with by the time I re-open the shop on Friday, and then D has a wonderful week off, and I plan on more vodka and pool next Sunday with him, since I was so awesome at both drinking the vodka and shooting some pool last night.
In the meantime I'm curled up watching Downton Abbey and wanting to own a country house - I can always dream.
I am also often wrongly accused of being hungover when in fact I am actually sick... your only recourse is to lick D's cell phone, car keys, etc so he gets sick too, then look all innocent and say "But I COULDN'T have gotten you sick! I'm just hungover, remember?"
ReplyDeleteHA! Great idea, I'll proceed to use his pillow as a giant hanky :)
ReplyDeleteI have never, in all my life, been so hungover that it lasted more than ten hours. Not even when I was stumbling, walking-into-walls drunk.
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Tell him hangovers don't last that long. Hope you feel better soon!
ReplyDeleteAt least with a hangover, you know if you get more drunk, you will also get much better - that didn't work, I was laid on the floor drunk and sneezing out my eyes.
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