Wednesday, March 30, 2011
And now it's over, and I'm glad
So this has been kind of a weird week so far. I have spent most of it suffering from some nebulous malady that I suspect would be described in romantic terms back in Victorian times, like consumption, or wasting sickness, or something sexy like that. I still don't know what it was, but I'm pretty sure it wasn't actually tuberculosis. The best way I could describe it to the husband was that it felt like I was bleeding to death. Soooo tired, weak, dizzy, achy and generally drained and completely sans appetite. No fever, no other symptoms. Huh. That sucked.
While I was busy drinking lots of tea and having the vapors or whatever, the dog ate everything in the house. He ate my reading glasses and one of H's stretchy headbands and a whole box of Kleenex and he tried to eat my computer mouse but we got that away from him in time. He ate a receipt. And some fireplace rocks. And the husband's earbuds. He is trying to destroy us all, and I suspect the proper name of my recent malady is something along the lines of Oh My God, This Dog. It's a good thing he's cute. And fast.
Anyway, today I'm feeling much better and the dog is tethered to the husband's office door with all of his toys and water and food and stuff (the dog's toys, etc., not the husband's). I'm thinking yak stew for dinner! Yes, really!
It's good to be back.