No, it was a very bad paaaaaaaiiiiiin day. Bad face. No, really, really nice face. My face ... but in pain. Hey, who's writing this script, anyway? Huh, some ghostwriter.
Well, I didn't want to go out but I had to go out for food, for drugs and for tokens. So I opened my windows to let in fresh air and forced myself out the door at 2. What a shock. It was incredible out. Sunny. It felt like a March day, full of the promise of warmer weather (and not the hideousness I associate with winter). Ah, such delusions.
Anyway, I had a lovely chat with my pharmacist and got pain/sinus meds, then went across the street to the supermarket. Picked up frivolous food (one starfruit at a ridiculous price), sensuous food (8 vine tomatoes), and other good stuff to eat. Trundled home, exhausted. Oh, and did I mention that my face hurts? Don't want you to forget that.
I sliced the starfruit and had that as a snack and also one tomato sprinkled with basil and ground salt & pepper. Am still eating Chinese leftovers. There's still a huge container of spicy orange beef left.
Brian sent me an e-mail really early. We're going to investigate the condo near me tomorrow afternoon. Yay for adventures. M and I talked for about 40 minutes in the evening. And I'm too tired to watch this week's episode of Atlantis, Missing. Maybe tomorrow before Brian shows up. All I know is that the eye strain on top of the sinus pain was too much. Well, I just took two decongestants and I'm feeling marginally better. Perhaps I need to hug a pig (hey, that's M's topical analgesic recommendation).
So, I'll just say nighty-night and go curl up in bed. Pig, optional!
Hope you didn't have any pain in your day.
Hugs,
H.
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