I’ve got girl flu!
“You sound awful,” I was told yesterday.
“I know, I can hear it. I have a bit of a runny nose too, but I feel fine, none of that woolly headed-ness you usally get with a cold,” I answered.
After work, I went to the supermarket, needing to get some cash, and some cat food. The lights by the cashpoint are dreadful - and even though I’ve been here for 4 years the “which language do you want it in” still throws me. Anyway, managed to negotiate the buttons, ask for £50, put my card away, and head for one of those small trolleys that someone had just thoughtfully left close by.
I get there the same time as this guy. “Is that yours?” he asks. “Well, it wasn’t, I was hoping it would be, no problem you have it,” I said. All terribly British. “No, no, you have it,” he says, and goes to get another.
Meanwhile, I’m thinking, “What’s that awful beeping sound?”
Bugger it. I’d only left my cash in the machine.
Managed to get to it before it got sucked back in.
But bloody hell. I’ve never done anything so, well, blonde before.
Then I woke up this morning and come downstairs to find I’d left the hall lights on, all night. Not a big issue, but I hardly even put these lights on, only when I come in from work, and if I go and put some rubbish out. So, not only did I leave them on, I can’t even remember switching them on in the first place.
I went into the living room to get something, to find the lamp switched on as well.
Then into the kitchen, to find the curry I had poured from the saucepan still sitting in the plastic tray I’d put it in. On the counter top. With the lid nicely arranged next to it.
So much for my no wooly headed-ness brag!
I am sat here with a tissue shoved up my nostrils, so fed up with blowing my nose and just making myself dizzy. I am gone deaf now too.
Stupid cold. And I can’t even take time off work, because there is nobody else to cover for me. Although not sure how much good I am doing at the office, other than sharing the joy that is my mucus generating nose.