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I am so, so tired of this head cold I cannot even tell you. I am tired of being tired, I am tired of feeling sick, I am tired of being basically confined to the bed or to the couch when I'm not getting food or going to the toilet.

And yes I realize this is probably mostly my fault for trying to push myself through the work day when I knew I wasn't feeling well, I have been blessed with a surprising amount of self awareness, I can generally tell when I'm coming down with something, or when I'm getting infected (or not infected, thank you boyfriend and family who were panicking about the cat bite when I knew that was impact swelling and not infection swelling) and I should damn well use it instead of trying to power through the day. Or go to work on a weekend even if I have to finish things up. In fact, I should call the aunt and tell her I'm not coming in tomorrow, I'm staying home and resting.

I love this house but right now I am so sick of looking at it I could scream. This is a head cold. I should have kicked it by now.

If, you know, I hadn't been stupid and kept trying to work.

Anyway, so if you've been wondering why I disappeared off the face of the planet, that's where I've been.