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Plague 2020#10 August
The main thing I remember about August is being exhausted. All. the. time. And also being worried that I might actually have COVID. I think both these things are due to ragweed, to which I am crazy allergic. I spent the month with a nagging sore throat, a barky cough, fairly intense headaches, and deep fatigue. Perhaps I should have gotten myself tested, but FB memories kept telling me that I feel this way every August, and given that I hardly ever see anyone and even at work am barricaded in my office and everyone wears masks - well parsimony told me it was allergies and not COVID. Oh and hubs was fine - he's not sensitive to ragweed and grasses like I am. I asked him several times if he thought I should get tested and he kept saying that I didn't have any symptoms that I don't have very August, so I never did. Also if anyone at work had asked me to or been concerned, I would have gotten tested. But I guess they're used to my grandpa hacking. I'm justifying myself a lot here; probably I should have gone and gotten tested ...
This weekend is the first time I've had any energy all month. Today I made a nice pancake breakfast for the hubs then we went for a walk (1.76 miles - my knee has been bothering me, so I didn't push it). Did laundrey, made a yummy bundt cake, prepped my clothes for the week. Even did two (short) exercise videos (abs and stretch). Yesterday I even cleaned the kitchen and mopped the floor, which desperately needed it. Oh I also baked a loaf of sandwich bread for the mad scientist's lunches. So a productive weekend, although I didn't get the upstairs bathroom cleaned, which is verging on bachelor territory. Ah well. Next weekend, hopefully.
Normally this time of year we are off to Europe for a conference. Last year it was Greece, which was fantabulous. It was supposed to be some small town in Brussels this year. I guess the Europeans could still do it, but they called it off in the spring. Maybe next year. Hopefully.
This coming month I need to get back on the wagon with my PT exercises. Probably I should set some other goals too, but I'm drawing a blank.
I wonder if 2020 will go down as the annus horribilus or if will be just the beginning of a longer suckfest. Opinions?
This weekend is the first time I've had any energy all month. Today I made a nice pancake breakfast for the hubs then we went for a walk (1.76 miles - my knee has been bothering me, so I didn't push it). Did laundrey, made a yummy bundt cake, prepped my clothes for the week. Even did two (short) exercise videos (abs and stretch). Yesterday I even cleaned the kitchen and mopped the floor, which desperately needed it. Oh I also baked a loaf of sandwich bread for the mad scientist's lunches. So a productive weekend, although I didn't get the upstairs bathroom cleaned, which is verging on bachelor territory. Ah well. Next weekend, hopefully.
Normally this time of year we are off to Europe for a conference. Last year it was Greece, which was fantabulous. It was supposed to be some small town in Brussels this year. I guess the Europeans could still do it, but they called it off in the spring. Maybe next year. Hopefully.
This coming month I need to get back on the wagon with my PT exercises. Probably I should set some other goals too, but I'm drawing a blank.
I wonder if 2020 will go down as the annus horribilus or if will be just the beginning of a longer suckfest. Opinions?
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