Wednesday, December 21, 2011

WNBP: You've Been Trapped.

I'm certain that, by now, there are very few people out there who wish to continue hearing about my sickly state of being.  That's fair.  I understand.  Frankly, I'm getting pretty sick of the sick myself, but I don't have the luxury of ignoring my texts or faking a seizure whenever I see me.  I sort of have to live with it and just keep trying to snare innocent passersby into conversation so I can whine about my affliction.

Like with Wednesday Night Bullet Posts and such...

*Da Boyz are thrilled with the current state of affairs.  They like that the bed is piled high with extra blankets and that one of them is of the electric variety.


*Between all that extra bedding and the huddled feline bodies, I'm rather snug 'n cozy when I go to bed.


*Of course, when I wake up at midnight with the hacking and wheezing, I am generally sweating to the point of electrocuting myself with the electric blanket, but that is sometimes the price you have to pay.


*I've been going to school for a week with this hideous nasal affliction.  


*No choice.  Other staff people have needed to take sick days and the kids are not doing well.  Not well at all.


*Today was the last day of school for the students.


*Teachers have two days of mandatory workshops.


*They call it The Winter Forum and there are usually ice sculptures involved.


*This makes us feel special because ice sculptures from the Culinary Arts class looming outside the high school doors are really quite distracting.


*Until you get inside and are trapped in your respective workshops and realize that you have been duped into entering the building by the shiny, sparkly things.


*It would be easy to try to get out of the workshops.  Many have tried, but The Very Big Bosses take workshops seriously.  We don't have many whole district training days.  The Very Big Bosses take it personally when people try to get a few extra vacation days in by skipping workshops.


*I have been mentally preparing myself for the sparkly ice sculptures and how I might sneeze upon them without getting caught.


*I have several Bosses Of Me.  They are generally of differing minds and I often get confused as to which one is handing me the best possible direction in any given situation.


*Today my director (sort of an off-site boss) came in to the classroom to visit.  She said three things.


*Well...four things.  The first thing she said upon seeing me was, "Oh my..."

*Understandable.  Lots of people say that to me these days.


*The second thing she said was, "I wanted to wish you a Merry Christmas and a nice vacation in case I didn't see you."

*The third thing she said was, "I'm sorry you missed our meeting today but your colleagues picked out an ornament for you from the basket I brought.  You know, it is kind of a bad sign when they say they have to find the one that doesn't have any sharp edges."

*Then she had to say, "bless you," because I sort of sneezed in her face a little bit but she was very gracious about it.  I'm not counting that as part of what she said because I don't think it is the most important thing.

*The fourth thing she said was the Most Important Thing.  That went like this:

"I have never done this in my time with this district, but I am doing it now.  You are not coming to the teacher workshops.  There is nothing in these workshops that is so important as to drag you in for them.  You are staying home."

*I'm glad to be given a pass so I can wallow in my snotty state at home in peace, but I was a little disappointed to know that the four hours of sleep I scored last night didn't take.


*I'm guessing I didn't look so good today.


*Also haven't had a voice of any real strength since last Friday.


*Any thoughts on who might have clawed through half a roll of toilet paper while I was at work today?


*I'm pretty sure I've narrowed down my suspect list to two.


*Both feline.


*But I still feel like I should ask for your thoughts on the matter since I can't help but feel that I am engaging in Species Profiling.


*It seems kind of wrong to do that...


*The Kobo app on my iPad is kind of a disaster, but I've still managed to get some reading done.


*I finished Hammered (The Iron Druid Chronicles, Book Three), thus catching up with all that's going on in the world of the druids.


*Then I downloaded a copy of Spider's Bite (Elemental Assassin, Book 1).


*That's another one that kept coming up as a recommendation whenever I browsed books so I figured it was fated.


*Or something like that.


*Wouldn't think I'd find an assassin to be a sympathetic character, but Gin really is.  In her way.


*Plus, it is nice when a book doesn't feel the need for a lot of set up.  This is the world we are in, this is the way it goes, now play along!  You'll catch up soon enough!  


*That's what I like!


*Now I'm working on Web of Lies (Elemental Assassin, Book 2).


*Still good.  


*Plus there are quite a few of these so I should be able to keep myself entertained for at least a part of school vacation.


*I hadn't planned on the two extra days, of course.  But I'm not complaining.  I'll find a way to make it work.


*The plan for now is to hide under five million pounds of bedding and sneeze with wild abandon until the evil virus is expelled.


*Or at least until my nose is a little less scarlet...


I think that does it for tonight.  Unless, of course, you want to hear more about how utterly delightful I look right now.  Yeah...that's what I thought.  You'd like to wriggle free of my trap and run as far away as you can lest the sickness envelope you, too.  I don't blame you one little bit.  Consider yourself freed.

For now.  I can't promise what will happen tomorrow once I've managed to get a little rest.

SA

6 comments:

trek said...

Good luck with that "rest". I hear it is a wonderful thing. For those lucky enough to score some of it.

Have you any Nyquil? Or (hysterical laugh) yellow goop?

Donna Lee said...

I hope this sickness goes away before it's time to travel to the Sheep Family Christmas.

I always start out cold and pile on the blankets and then wake up drenched. I think I am a Hot Sleeper.

Elaine said...

Hot tea with lemon and honey...... I sincerely hope you feel better very, very soon! How come felines never get colds?

kmkat said...

Poor baby. I cannot help but think that it was a good thing that you apparently looked so miserable when The Boss Of You came by. She is clearly a person of excellent perception and judgement, going by her advice to you.

Enjoy your rest, and keep those kittehs close!

Anonymous said...

Oh, feel better sheepie -but honest to God - how much do you LOVE that iPad when you're sick?!

Mia

Julia G said...

Hope you feel better soon under a pile of cats and blankets!

You must have been in tough shape to scare the Boss of You into releasing you from workshop duty. I have the classic pasty Irish complexion, so when I look pallid on death's door, I'm just fine, but if I have a rosy glow in my cheeks, it's probably a fever and borderline delirium, which can be a bit of a disadvantage.

I downloaded "Hounded" per your recommendation and now people think I'm delirious chuckling at my Kindle.

Merry Christmas!