So this week I did not come down with a wicked cold. I was not out of commission for two days. I did not lay on the couch and refuse to let anyone in the house except for my husband. My sister-in-law did not bring me a very much needed care package with medicine, magazines and orange juice and I did not have her leave it on my front porch. I did not hunker down and pretend I wasn't at home when our neighbors came by to buy our old fridge. Not me.
I did not have a "deadline" on Friday to get some shower decorations done for my brother and sister-in-law's baby shower 5 states away. I did not need to get the package in the mail by the end of the day. Of course I had not procrastinated on this until it was down to the wire. No. Not me. Never.
I did not set up shop at the kitchen table with my kleenex boxes, hand sanitizer and giant glass of fluids and work through the sickness.
I did not power through the day self-medicating with Sudafed non-drying sinus (the miracle pill), Mucinex, Zyrtec, nasel spray and alternating Tylenol and Advil.
Throughout the process I was not having fun even though I was ill. I do not find great joy in making things. Not me ever.
I did not break out my interior design drafting/model tools. They are now not being used for completely different purposes than they were originally purchased for. However I do not think this is wonderful. Why not?
These are not the first nephews on my side of the family. We are not all very excited.
I did not get the package in the mail on time. I was not super excited and happy to contribute even though I will not be able to attend the shower.
I did not go right back to the couch after I got back from the post office. Nope not me.