I'm home from work today. Woke up with a horrible headache and just decided to stay home. It's now 2:45pm and I have yet to change out of my jammies, open my blinds or step one foot outside. I'm kind of in a funk. It'll pass but for now, it sucks.
I'm reading a Michael Connelley book, "Black Ice", given to me by a very sweet patient. He borrowed me the first one, "Black Echo", and I really liked it. It's not the best read ever, and I prefer James Patterson and Patricia Cornwell, but this author is growing on me.
If I start to feel better this afternoon, I just might put on my running shoes and go for a jog. Just me, my iPod and my dog. If I still feel like this, it will be me, my pillow and my book. I might even torture myself and watch "PS - I Love You". I read the book and it killed me. I have it sitting on my DVR now and am scared to watch it for fear I will start crying and never ever stop.
I hope the rest of y'all are having a fantastical day!
~ xoxo ~
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I loved P.S. I love you. I didn't cry, but only because I think my meds are out of whack!
I am glad you took a day for yourself.
~Heather
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