Thursday. Starting to feel sick again.
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DAY EIGHTY-TWO: Tuesday
It’s only Tuesday and I’m already tired. I may be coming down with another cold.
I’ll be dropping off three boxes of books at the library as a donation on the way home from work.
DAY FIFTY-FIVE: Wednesday
Moving things from cardboard boxes into plastic storage containers, and pulling out stuff for a yard sale.
Back in 1912 or so, Theodore Roosevelt got shot prior to giving a speech. The bullet lodged in his rib. He spoke for an hour before going to the hospital. He recovered in about two weeks. It is taking me longer to recover from a mere COLD than it took T.R. to bounce back after GETTING SHOT! 🙁
DAY FIFTY-THREE: Another Monday
Another Monday. Another early morning. Another day at work. Still feeling the vestiges of the cold, so I’m pretty well wiped out by the time I get home.
I stopped at WalMart on the way home from work and purchased a dozen plastic storage bins in a variety of sizes. I am intending to leave nothing packed in cardboard boxes by the time I’ve finished cleaning out The Room of Doom.
DAY FIFTY-TWO: Not Fully Recovered, But…
I am not yet fully recovered from the lingering cold that has been plaguing me for two solid weeks, but at least most of the sinus congestion has cleared up. A nagging, deep cough continues to bother me and my energy levels are low. Nevertheless, I puttered away at a few little projects today. Continue reading DAY FIFTY-TWO: Not Fully Recovered, But…
DAY FIFTY-ONE: Recap Fail
Today is supposed to be a halfway point recap on the progress I’ve made toward my “100 Days” goals. Now what were those goals again? Ever since I came down with this cold at least thirteen days ago I’ve felt too congested, woozy, and lethargic to do anything. I’m still not feeling much better – slightly less sinus congestion at this point, but the cough is lingering and I have zero energy or enthusiasm to do anything, including writing the recap I wanted to write.
I weighed myself today. 194.8 pounds. Stomach circumference is 38-1/2 inches relaxed, 37-1/2 inches pulled in.
DAY FIFTY: Inauspicious Omen
“Still sick with a cold” is all I have to say upon reaching the halfway point of my “100 Days” plan to change my life.
DAY FORTY-NINE: Still Sick
Are you getting tired of reading “still sick” updates? Well, I’m getting tired of writing them.
DAY FORTY-EIGHT: Still Sick
Tenth day of feeling sick with this cold. Not fun.
DAY FORTY-SEVEN: Still Sick
Still sick. Dragging myself to work. Dragging through the day. Dragging my weary carcass home.
What a drag.