I'm getting over the flu. I spent the weekend in bed with fever dreams (ask pretty much anyone I talked to about the "fever rabbits" that kept coming back). So I don't feel refreshed or renewed or like this is a "new" anything. Maybe that will come in time. I don't really do resolutions as such, because there is only one of those I've manager to keep more than 6 hours past midnight. Almost twenty years ago I resolved to never say anything mean about someone else - unless it was funny. That one I've kept. It didn't make me nicer, but it certainly made me funnier.
I do have areas in which I would like to see some improvement and I am focusing on those. They're the same ones I keep coming back to: be more organized, eat better, write more, smoke less, exercise. Yawn, right? I know. But real life is boring. And baby steps are not dramatic at all.
Getting over the flu? Also boring and sloooooooow. I did celebrate New Year's Eve with some friends - J made a turkey (seriously good) and brought it over to K's house. Our little party was K and her husband (who is also getting over the flu) and J and I and the kids... Bean included. We ate and drank a lot (alcohol kills germs, yo) and played Trivial Pursuit. Not the flashiest of New Years, but it was really nice. I even got a kiss at midnight that did NOT come from a friend's nice husband taking pity on the sad singleton. It was not a date, but if you squinted and looked at it sideways it almost looked like one. And that's all I have to say about that.
It snowed New Year's Day, so that was pretty. Bean and I lounged around in the morning and then had a nice lunch with Em and her parents. I took Bean to her boyfriend's house and I did laundry and watched a dumb movie and then we went home. I was wiped out - even though nothing in my day was strenuous - so I went to bed.
I made it halfway through my day today and then took a knee. My first and second hours are basically babysitting, and I have planning period third hour, so I got someone to babysit for me and I went home at 2:30 and slept for four hours. I'm still exhausted, but I only have another hour to go and I feel like I might actually make it without lying down on the floor and asking my class to leave me alone to weep. The only thing saving me right now is that tomorrow is Thursday, and except for some pesky grading that is super late and also super unfinished I can go home and sleep Friday away. I'm covering classes for J tomorrow, so I won't be able to take an extended lunch again. With any luck I will feel as much improvement tomorrow as I did today.
And yes, wanting to lie down and weep is an improvement. This flu? Really bad.