Christmas Sickness
I’ve got a couple of weeks off work, the plan has been to surf everyday, find somewhere new to live, travel around the islands, do the whole Christmas thing … y’know
Yesterday was spent making sure all the gifts that needed to be sent to England have been bought and posted, the post office took up a significant chunk of the day.
I thought I’d call a friend last night to see if she wanted to meet up, I haven’t seen her in a while and have been sort of missing her company. However I ended up passing out early evening for an hour or so, and forced myself awake as I felt really unwell, but my mind wasn’t up to understanding what was wrong, I just knew I was uncomfortable.
Bloody typical. Today I was planning on getting breakfast then out surfing then looking at some houses, and possibly book my trip to Maui. All I feel like doing is wrapping up warm, yup even though it’s reported as 27 / 80 degrees, I want to put on my cardi and lay about making as little movement as possible. I could go surf, but I fear I feel so rough I probably wouldn’t enjoy myself. I’m not really enjoying the fact I’m awake.
Hrrrrrummph.
Now I’ve been led to believe that this is a common occurance, people getting sick on their vaction, the most extreme variation of this is those who drop dead shortly after retirement. Maybe as Richard Leider is reported to have said, the purpose of life is a life of purpose. Most of the time I just be too busy to be sick.
The other way of looking at it is, I’ve been mingling a lot this past week, so the chances of catching something has increased.
Maybe a day of wallowing in self pity is what I need, the rest of the world can wait.
Bah !
Humbug !