Well, it only took a week, but it's official... 2015 officially sucks.
Instead of starting the year off with optimism and dancing unicorns, I got sick. And I'm still sick. I've come down with flu-like symptoms that are kicking my a$$. I've been sleeping on the couch in the living room that has turned into my new quarantined sleep/coughing quarters. I've been so sick it's made my skin itch. It's crazy. And the coughing, and coughing, which only gets worse at night when I'm trying to sleep. Bastard virus. I swear there will be hell to pay if my abs don't end up looking like Stephen Amell's by the time this is all over. And what's worse, I can't even blame it on wild partying and heavy drinking. Just dumb icky luck.
I took these pictures this morning and it pretty much sums up how I'm feeling about EVERYTHING right now. In a fog. Mind. Body. Spirit. (a bit of melodrama goes along way don't cha think?)
Anyway, I had planned to start January 1st with a little writing challenge. Write one page a day on my new ms until December 31st. One page a day, easy right? Well, I'm already 7 pages behind. Story of my life. So thank you, stuffy nose, sore throat, hacking cough, runny eyes, ear ache, head ache, and did I mention the coughing?
Also, you may want to wash your hands after reading this post, because I wouldn't be surprised if it's that contagious.
I really, REALLY hope you all are doing better than I am right now. Thanks for stopping in and good luck to everyone this year, I hope you all reach your writing goals and beyond. :)
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