cough. sniffle.
Just as I was getting everything in order in my attempt to find some kind of a routine, I was blind-sided by the flu of the century.
I feel icky.
Blaaaaaaaaaaaaaaargh. Sniff. Sniff. Cough. Hack, hack.
Super Paper Mario and orange chocolate tea (tastes like a Tootsie Roll… mmmmmmm…) makes it a bit better though. And tissues with moisturizer is good too.
And cuddles with kitties. Lots of those.
In conclusion, I blame my illness on The Spring That Just Wouldn’t Arrive.
Where is my Sunshine?
Where are my flowers?
Where is it?
Where am I?
…?

