Day 15

Well yesterday was fun. NOT

I got to work, in a fabulous mood and lookin hawt :) I know this, because Dino told me, and so did 3 other people in my office building. Nope, nevah get tired of hearing that. It was going to be a great day, I could just feel it. Then I made a crucial mistake. I went to the restaurant downstairs and got an egg/cheese/bagel. It was a critical error on my part. Not to many people in our complex eat there, why you ask? Because we all know bettah.

I threw caution to the wind for a couple of reasons. Numbah one, I was in a great mood and nothing was gonna spoil it, and two I was starving. Yep. You guessed it.

Food Poisening

I knew an hour after eating that it wasn't going to be pretty. Not pretty at all. As much as I wanted to just leave and go curl up on the couch, I knew I couldn't. I had stuff that I HAD to get done. So I did. Of course, I did it in between trips, like every 20 minute trips, to the ladies room. Now let me just say this, it's bad enough to be sick enough to require the use of the ladies room every 20 minutes, it's even worse when it's not your own bathroom.

I'll admit it. I have public bathroom phobia. It's true. I do not like people hearing me pee much less having them hear me with severe stomach distress. I won't go into graphic detail, I have no doubt that, at some point in your life, you've all been there and you know exactly of what I speak. (shudder) It suffices to say that it was ugly.

I did what I had to get done at work and headed to my house. Dino was runnin around getting the kids where they needed to be so I called him and told him the sad saga. In between dropping them off and picking them up he came to my house to check on me. In true redneck fashion the noise coming from their unit was loud. It's always loud ovah there, I have no fucking idea what these people do, but whatevah it is, it's friggin noisy. I was not amused by it.

Dino suggested I just go home with him and get some rest. It was a tempting offer. A very tempting offer. Not only because, truth be told, his house IS home to me, but because he's a very good tucker inner. Why didn't I? A couple of reasons. First, in case it was the flu and not food poisening I didn't want to expose his kids to it. Second, I'm a terrible sick person. When I'm sick, I want to curl up in bed and be left alone. Third, I don't like being sick around people. I don't like them hearing me vomit, I don't like them hearing anything else that might go on in the bathroom. Yes, I know, I have issues :)

I think I can safely say that it was, indeed, food poisening. I'm a little worn out today, but I ate toast for breakfast and lived. I see a movie and the sofa in my future tonight. Usually on Fridays we go to the Pocket, see our friends and have a cocktail or two. The thought of alcohol makes me ill right now. I don't think that will change by tonight. I just want to get my work done and go home and snuggle. Snuggling is good.

It's a work Marathon this weekend, Cumby's, some stuff for my office and then the Patriots game Sunday night. What? You're not a Patriots Fan? G'ah!