So I think I’ve managed to catch my third cold this year. Yesterday I just couldn’t take it at work anymore and I left a few hours early. My intent was to go home and sleep it off, and then decided that puppies are good medicine, too.
Good medicine, but not a total cure.
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I’m just overwhelmed in thought lately. It’s possible to be so stressed out that you’re more prone to colds, isn’t it? That’s what I vote happened.
With the wedding getting nearer and nearer (Ok, it’s still 5 months away, but there’s still a TON of things to do)and trying to figure out what’s gonna go where in Oscar’s house, how and when on earth I’m gonna get it there, how I can make time for my friends and not lose them while my life is in overdrive, how to keep the new puppy from attacking the couch, how to not lose my remaining sanity from the back-and-forth car rides I have to look forward to, and, and, and….
And you can see why I might have made myself sick.