I can't believe I am sick again. I have all the same symptoms I had last month: Runny nose, itchy throat, sore throat, a cough that goes way down deep into my chest. It is just miserable.
I couldn't sleep last night so I moved to the couch to watch some late night TV. In the process of doing this I found some leftover prescription pills I had from my last bout of misery. Miracle from God? I'm thinking yes.
So I took the pills which said they would make my nose stop running. I then began watching CMT Giants: Reba - if you are not familiar with this, it is a special presentation CMT did for Reba McEntire honoring her for all of her greatness.
I was in tears the whole time. So now I don't know if the medicine worked.
I don't know if my nose was still running from my cold, or if it was now simply running because of my love for the amazing Reba.
Usually my Sunday night posts are titled "Weekly Weekend Update" Friends, I have no update for you, unless you count sitting on the couch moaning about my congested nose and achy body an update.
I also could update you about our lovely apartment heater, and how much it is determined to suck all of the happiness out of my life.
It has been malfunctioning for about a week now, which causes me to go craaaazy.
It becomes my obsession to figure out what is causing the problem and then get angry.
Our heater will not shut off, which stresses me out because I don't want to pay an $800 bill, BUT to make it worse, not only does it not shut off, when it reaches the desired temperature instead of shutting off like a normal heater, it starts to blow FREEZING cold air out.
So I called the one source that I knew would help me solve this problem, good ole Dad. It turns out he was suffering from a cold also, and unfortunately is a bigger baby than me when it come to colds.
My Dad's advice: It is broken, call the apartment maintenance people.
He also, matter of factly informed me (over the phone) that it was not freezing cold air that was blowing out, but instead room temperature air.
Um.. you are not here Daddio, it is FREEZING.
SO I have made it my one goal to worry about my heater. Last night after Giants: Reba was over, I picked my self up off the floor, dried my tears, and realized that the heater had not shut off in approximentaly 5 hours. I then started freaking out and woke Luke up and said our heating bill is going to be $1000!
Let just say, at 4:00 in the morning, Luke is not really concerned with the heating bill.
I on the other hand was a mess.
So I started watching "Adventure in Babysitting" to clear my mind. Good movie.
Fast-Forward to present time:
I have now taken the prescription pills again, I plan on laying on the couch and watching anything on TV that won't make me cry.
I guess my DVR'd Lifetime Christmas movies will have to wait until tomorrow.
Oh. My. Gosh. Our heater just started blowing Iceberg Cold Air again. I think I just had a nervous breakdown.
Luke didn't even acknowledge my breakdown. Sometimes he gets on my nerves.
P.S. I think the medicine makes me a bit crazy, and I need sleep.