So this is my last week at work.

As I mentioned earlier, things have been going well at work and I definitely wasn’t feeling like I was anxious to leave (you know, senioritis). I have been determined to put the same effort into my work as if I wasn’t leaving. I didn’t want to just peter out like some people do, until they only work a half day on their last day because the boss really doesn’t know what to do with them. I wanted to work my best until the end.

I woke up on Tuesday with a really bad sore throat. I knew what that meant. Every single one of my colds starts with a sore throat. I usually get one cold in the spring or fall, if I get a cold at all. (Believe it or not, it was MUCH worse in Peru. Lima is the *worst* city for allergies… just imagine Los Angeles pollution, combined with NO rain… and not California’s version of “it doesn’t rain here” – I don’t believe that, after seeing it rain for five straight days while I was there. I lived in Lima for 9 years and never saw a drop of rain. THAT kind of “no rain”. When I lived in Peru, I got bad colds every March and every August like clockwork, and they usually lasted about 6 weeks. My health is happier in the States.)

Anyways… So I woke up with a sore throat on Tuesday that quickly turned into congestion. My head was foggy and a dull sinus headache was starting. I actually worked until 3:30 on Tuesday and went home early, where I promptly took a 2 hour nap. Wednesday I didn’t feel much better but I had to work all day. It’s been frustrating because the congested head makes it hard to concentrate on work. I just want to curl up and go to sleep! I usually a pretty fast worker, but I’ve been rather slow these past few days because it takes me longer to process things.

Today is my normal day off. I volunteer at the cat shelter every other Thursday morning, and I’m so grateful that this week is my off week. I went to bed at TEN last night! Can you believe it?? You know I’m sick when I go to bed that early. :-) Of course, then I woke up at 3:30am completely wide awake. I couldn’t get comfortable because my cold has now turned into runny-nose-cough plus congestion and dull sinus headache. I laid awake until Paul went to work at 6:30. I realized that I felt better sitting up, so I decided to try and prop my body up with pillows and see if that helped. It did, and I fell asleep again and woke up at 11.

So now I’m taking it easy today. I desperately want to feel better for tomorrow, which is my last day at work. I wanted to end on a strong note, but I feel more as if I’m just pitter-pattering away because I don’t feel well. Argh! Why couldn’t I have gotten sick NEXT week??

That’s the way the cookie crumbles, I guess.