Want to know why I haven't blogged lately?
Because I have been down and motherfucking out.
Last weekend Ruby was sick with the flu. And don't you just know that Sunday night that flu hit me so hard that I felt I might die in my sleep. Rather I wished I would. It was full on, every symptom, full blown flu.
But that's not all!
Monday and Tuesday - when I should have been home, resting, trying to get better for the upcoming festive season - I was at work enduring, single-handedly, a pension audit. It was an external audit, performed by a very large firm. I have never been through an audit to this degree before and our pension practices have never been audited before. A simple 8 hour day was not enough. No, I was at work for 11 hours each day - in pain, aching, skin hurting, eyes burning, shivering, sneezing, sweating, crying. Yes, it's pathetic but I was crying.
Since then, I've slowly upgraded from the worst flu ever to a severe chest and head cold.
I am physically exhausted. Like, sit-down-on-the-bed-to-put-socks-on-and-fall-asleep exhausted.
You know how when you're sick for a long time you start to get depressed? Yeah, well... that.
Tomorrow is Christmas eve. I pulled out the gifts today and realized I'm not done yet. I'm not sure how I could have thought I was done. Maybe in my feverish delirium I hallucinated having everything I needed to pull off Christmas. So I guess I'll be out there with the last minuters tomorrow, trying to pick up the stuff I still need. Thankfully my kids are 3 years and 18 months old and they won't really know the difference if there are only 2 items in their stockings and nothing under the tree is wrapped.