Yep, crap on a cracker. Shit on a shingle. I've got a cold. I haven't had one in a while. I thought, last night...well - this was my line...maybe it's allergies? But I knew. I could feel the stirrings last night. And then while I was trying to sleep last night -the aches kicked in...along with the cold headache. I was cold.
Ooooh, it did rain last night. That was soothing. But I slept on the couch for most of the night. I just couldn't get comfortable. When I woke up - it was official - ACHOOOO!
I did manage to crawl out of bed and get out for a walk. I really thought things were going well at first. That cold air whacked me in the face and got me all stimulated. But I was smart...I didn't head too far. Because slowly I started to feel that...you know...I think this is a cold...I don't think I want to be outside too long...I think I need some supplies. Now - I'm not great at handling the sickies. I'm a grouch. I don't like the sneezy, sniffling, snotty, achy, can't rest thing. Nope! But I'll tell you - it wasn't only the cold air that whacked me in the face - it was the realization that I'm pretty frickin' lucky that I have a family to take care of me, a warm home, and money to buy supplies - and a car to get me there. All this got whacked in my brain when I saw a homeless person lying on an old couch that was curbside. That couch had to be wet. It rained last night. So sad. So - Rebecca - that's me - I'm Rebecca - I put things in perspective.
I did a podcast this morning:
I also did a little video while I was walking this morning.
I posted it on Instagram:
All right...so I'm going to triple dose on the kind self care talk today and get some TLC.