Most of my days can be divided into three groupings:
2) Throwing Up
3) Trying Not to Throw Up
The last part can further be subdivided into three groupings:
a) Wondering if just throwing up will make me feel better
b) Complaining about all the throwing up
c) Attempting to get actual work done
Do you want to read about this? I don’t think anyone does.
It snowed here and they have not plowed our street yet. Come 3:30 (when I have an ultasound scheduled) they had better have plowed my fucking street or I am going to kill somebody if I can’t get to that appointment.
I am also scheduled to go out of town tomorrow and fly halfway across the country to give a talk on Wednesday that I haven’t written yet. The fun never ends.
Instead of working on the presentation, I think I am going to lay down and rest from the puke-fest this morning. This kid had better still be alive this afternoon.