Getting worse before getting better!
I think I'm sick. I didn't sleep more than 3 hours
last night and it was pouring and there was thunder like I've never heard in SF.
I had a sore throat all night. I had to get up early (it was still dark) to get
dressed, eat, continue to clean and prepare for the movers and take Disco
outside in the rain. Thankfully, she was only interested in getting rained on
for about 30 seconds. But everything just sucked. The movers showed up between 8
and 9 and all hell broke loose. The loud noise of taping boxes from every room.
Disco barking cause she's locked up. My cell phone continuously ringing making
arrangements for shipping my Warhol, Disco's crate, a plane ticket for me,
moving insurance, the electrician who's coming to fix the house's buzzer
system.
Although my sore throat seemed to be
going away, my body has been aching, I think from both being a little sick and
not having enough sleep. I cancelled the gym. The mover's cost was ALMOST double
than what I expected (I decided to take more). When they were through, my home
became a cold, empty echoing empty apartment. I was so drained by the time they
left that I took a comforter and a couple of pillows and crashed on the floor
(the couches and beds are gone). Disco decided that she could fit into the half
queen sized blanket that had been folder over and somehow she did. So she
created the heat and I tried to snooze with my body against the hard floor. If
only I had called John a few minutes earlier this morning. He's lending me his
air mattress and he had it in his car but he was already on his way to work. So
somehow I need to get it tonight!
Arthur and I
made plans for tonight. He's cooking I think and he wants me to go over and play
guitar. And I just can't cancel for not feeling well, cause there's a really
good chance that I'm outta here in 3 days. he's going to Phoenix tomorrow and
then that would be that.
Posted: Mon - December
27, 2004 at 05:36 PM