Burned by My Beloved

Monday morning, not only did I wake up sick with the flu, I also woke up to my coffee pot leaking all over my kitchen counter. This is totally my fault, because when I set the pot up the night before I had forgotten to put the top onto the carafe. Unfortunately I didn't notice that it had leaked until the entire brew cycle had completed. So I clean up the mess all over the counter top, grab the coffee pot and went to dump the basket (still filled with supa dupa hot coffee) into the sink so that I could make more of my beloved coffee, and in the process, spilled said supa dupa hot coffee all over my right hand and wrist. Despite my attempt to cool the burn and head off any serious damage, I'm thinking I've got at least a second degree burn here. Things seemed to be healing up pretty well, until last night when I was doing some cleaning and had an itch on my hand, I rubbed it on something because I didn't want to scratch it while it was healing and a large patch of (ewwwwwwwwwww) dead skin came off, leaving me with a slightly more painful, shiny, angry red looking patch of fresh skin exposed. I'd share pictures, but they'd be yucky and no one wants to see that...lol. The worst part of all of this is that I really didn't have much in the work department going on this weekend and since I'm now feeling mostly recuperated from the flu bug, I wanted to do some knitting, but I've got pretty limited mobility with this crispy fried hand of mine. Oh well, maybe I'll still tinker around and see what I can do.

Bitten Hard by the Flu Bug

Seems I've been bitten rather hard by the nasty nasty flu bug! Fever, chills, then the sweats, dizziness, feeling queezy, everything on my body just hurts. I've been sick since Monday, spent the entire day pretty much sleeping and feeling rather miserable. Yesterday, I spent the morning and most of the day home sick, then eventually went into work for a few hours, and I'll be doing the same today. I really wish I could take a whole day off from work to get all the rest I need and feel better, but the current staffing situation doesn't seem to allow that. So unless I can beg and plead with someone to work for me, I'll be heading in at 3:30... Off to my regularly scheduled get well sleep time.

Arrrrg

No I'm not feeling like a pirate this fine evening, I'm actually a bit frustrated by how quickly this past week has gone by. It should have been my "spring break" but I ended up working some OT this week because one of the girlies at work is away. Now I'm facing the fact that I have a ton of school work to catch up on, and an essay due Monday morning before 11 am. I really don't know where the time goes. I do know that it's going to be a very busy weekend for me. I am counting the weeks until this semester is over. I NEED a break!

Hope Springs Eternal

Just when I was feeling scattered and lost in the cold gray starkness of winter, a little birdie (literally) told me that spring is right around the corner. Friday morning, I was at the computer, Kinsey was outside and it was a decent morning weather wise, so I had the back door opened, nothing else was on to distract me, and chirp chirp, the birds were out in full force singing their happy little tunes that tell me that spring is almost here. Even last night, I noted that the days are growing longer, the sun seems to be shining brighter, and I'm feeling more focused and at peace.