With lips red raw and cracked, I hauled myself out of bed just after the alarm sounded at 5:15am. I dragged myself to the Bathroom, and even before I switched the light on I could see the equally red eyes peering back at me. I really should have left the light off. Beneath my eyes were a couple of bags that would have helped with an average-sized family’s shopping for a month. Above my eyes, my hair was slicked in places it had no right being slicked in. With aching, heavy arms, I ruffled my hair before running the bath. The ruffling made no difference whatsoever apart from highlighting just how achy and heavy my arms were.
I lowered myself into a nice, comfortable, warm bath, and noticed my backache, which made the bath less comfortable. And then the warmth brought out a hot sweat.
Eventually, my bath was complete. My temperature was back to normal, and I could finish my ablutions with relative ease. I say ablutions, but after all was complete I looked no better than when I first started. Sigh.
And sighing makes me cough at present as well.
Having another early night tonight, slightly later than last night’s early night, but still early all the same. I feeling loads better than I did yesterday, albeit marginally, but I’m still barking like a toad with a chainsaw rammed in its throat.
I hope to be able to catch up with all blogging aspects tomorrow.
(No toads were harmed in the making of this post, although it’s very possible a throat was.)