Friday, August 7, 2009

We shall call her Marjorie.

The Migraine? She is still here.


But I did go to work today. And I went to Chipotle with some coworkers, which was the highlight of the day. We chatted about The Migraine, and my sweet friends stated, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world, that it is stress-related.

Because it is the most obvious thing in the world - to everyone but me.

I'm not taking care of myself. It's Friday night, I've had a headache for three days, and I've wanted to go to bed since 6 p.m. tonight. But instead, I've been watching TV. I can't even let myself go to bed ... obviously, I'm not sleeping enough. Obviously, I'm stressed out.

I'm a smart woman. I have my act together. I only eat meat once a week but still have the city's best barbecue joint on speed dial because I have all of my bases covered. Or so I would like to have you believe.

But really? Really, I am just really fucking tired. Too tired to even write a coherent blog post.

So, umm ... get some rest this weekend, ok? For me?


sherilee said...

Hope Marjorie the Migraine goes away very soon... hang in there and get some rest!

you gotta wonder said...

Please do rest. I'm cheering for you. Cheering for you to stop working so hard (From Mrs. Pot to Ms. Kettle, regarding the color of things obvious). I'm battling obnoxious side-effects of stress as well. Ridiculous. Chronic physical objections as my body cries out for mercy.

Every day, thoughout the day, reminding myself to take my foot off the gas and coast for a bit. I urge you to do the same.

I'm looking forward to a Monday report of a "wasted" weekend. However you choose to spend it, your goal is a lack of accomplishment. Whoot!

Anonymous said...

Marjorie is such an effing bitch.

Feel better soon!