Just when I thought it couldn't get any worse for me, I end up getting sick. I guess it's some kind of stomach virus. Every time I eat something, it feels like it's going right through me. TMI, right? I don't think I'll be going to work tomorrow. I have no energy.
My co-workers, who are aware of what happened this week, think that maybe I'm worried and making myself sick.
I think I'm just sick.
Although...this morning I had a panic attack when I realized I didn't have anymore yogurt. I didn't want to go to Walmart 'cause it's like a mile walk to the back of the damn store for yogurt. Hy-Vee is more convenient. Didn't want to see him. God, I really never want to go in there again.
I'm so ashamed.
I need a nap.
Noah got a new job and I don't think I'm going to see much of him anymore. His judgmental, dorky, tall, and not so smart lame ass made 2009 quite an interesting year for me. My luck with men in 2009 has been hilarious. The only men that matter at this point are my dad and Isaiah. Isaiah is growing up so fast I can't believe he'll be two. I love my little brother. He's always happy, has the most adorable smile and laugh, the cutest dimples, and when you spend time with him, all the other superficial crap in your life just goes away.
Naptime.
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