I woke up hacking up a lung - so much it scared Lucy. I felt well enough to give myself a pedi and get myself cleaned up to venture out to buy cough meds.
Yesterday's white Christmas was magical, but it left patches of ice in really bad places - like on the other side of the door to my parking garage. Bundled up in my warmest coat and Uggs, I took baby steps down the ADA compliant ice-covered concrete ramp. Then bang! (Yes, that's solid ice.)
"Fuck!"
I'm glad no one was there to hear me - or see me on my ass. My elbow caught me but the fall jammed my shoulder and the rest of me so bad I ache. Now I know how Lucy must've felt after her fall from my second floor.
I talked myself into getting up just to find my car surrounded by ice. I mean ice rink ice. Since the snow was melting off the rooftops I didn't understand how all of the ice could collect between my car and me. I almost gave up and went back inside. But I have to be fabulous for my birthday dinner party Friday and the holiday dinner my good friend and I are hosting for our neighborhood friends on Sunday. And I dare anything to make me feel bad for New Years Eve.
This is supposed to be my week off. Days to have fun and do what I want to do, which usually isn't curling up and watching movies and sleeping the day away.
This is one of the days it's nice to have a partner to take care of you, bring hot tea and blankets. And still care about you even though your nose is redder than Rudolph's.
That'll teach me to wear heels next time like i usually do. And I have a nice pedi for the next time I do.
Love to the single girls,
Addison
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