I'm sick. I did really well this spring and didn't have any major allergy attacks until now. Allergies are evil. This has been a particular tough battle. Sneezing, runny nose, watery eyes, coughing. This is one of the few times where I can really tell that my asthma is aggravated and my breathing has been compromised.
Being single and being sick sucks. I know you have heard this before. Hey it's my blog so I can whine all I want. When you are single there is no one to pick up the slack. There is no one to get the groceries if the cupboards are bare. There is no one to tidy the house when you barely have the energy to stay upright. There is no one to do the laundry when you are too tired and you are running low on clean underwear. And when you do feel better, and you are single, you are now three or four days behind on the cleaning and the errands and the laundry.
I know that I would feel better mentally if some of these chores were done, but I just don't have the energy physically. Everything is going to have to stay a mess until I get better.