Erulisse Dances

So, Tuesday night we have our appointment with our new accountant for our personal tax return. Our previous accountant we had for 20 years, there was a comfort level there that we really liked. Now it's rather like stepping off a short cliff. It won't be life-threatening, but it is going to be more uncomfortable because we won't automatically be talked through the details. I haven't gathered anything together. Anything. I am planning to work on things tomorrow, and I know it won't be enough time. Bad me. But I'm just not in the mood and when I'm not in the mood to do something I can push things to the background extremely well - shove things under the bed in essence.

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We had a lazy Sunday, but that's exactly what I needed. I fell asleep early Saturday night (8 pm - that's virtually unheard of for me) and slept until 9:15 am Sunday morning. Guess I needed it :-) My nose is still running, I am still coughing but I feel tolerably OK. I'm happy I'm not doing any detail work right now though.

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So, DH is sick. Like coughing every minute or two sick. He doesn't tolerate sickness well, he's all grumpy because he doesn't want to feel this badly. I can't really blame him. But, to try and avoid coming down with his creeping crud, I'm sleeping on the couch in the living room. Not the end of the world - I actually sleep on the couch fairly often, but not as comfy as the bed. I set my alarm, put my earplugs in so that his coughing wouldn't wake me up, and went to sleep. I woke up at 2:45 am and told myself that I had another 45 minutes to sleep, then went back to sleep. The lights turned on (automatically) at 4am and I woke up. Somehow, in my sleep, I had turned off my alarm, or it had finally given up trying to get through my ear plugs. Either way, I overslept 30 minutes. Oy veh! So...now I'm rushed and pics today will be quick and dirty - LOL.

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Yesterday was a lost day. I fell under the baleful influence of a head cold and spent much of the day sleeping and shivering. I had a really hard time getting warm. I fully admit that it's cold outside. When I left the house yesterday morning it was -11F (-23.8C) with a wind chill of -33F (-36.1C), but I was properly bundled up, so that wasn't my problem. This head cold has really hit me hard, though.

( anyone have any spare Kleenex?...Oy! )

So my Manager is still too sick to come to work, although he is slowly getting better. I am hoping that I'll get a day off tomorrow, but I have to work today. Of course, I normally do work on Thursdays, so it's not an unexpected schedule, but I would really like my day off at some time this week. Even if I can take tomorrow off, I'm not 100% sure that he'll be feeling well enough to actually be of any help to my other staff instead of just sitting in the back room reading the newspaper or perching at the computer working on possible purchase orders and order recommendations.

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Well, yesterday certainly didn't go as planned. Instead of a day off, my Manager phoned me at 8:30 am telling me he was up all night vomiting and was running a fever. So, he got the day off and I worked for him. I'll be working for him again today and will hopefully get my day off on Friday.

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 We had a very nice, low-key anniversary. I picked up sushi on the way home, so we had a nice dinner and a relaxing evening. I still can't sleep lying down, so I'm still stuck sleeping in the recliner, but at least I am getting sleep. Not enough to get over this bronchitis, but sleep.

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I have two more pills to go on the antibiotics and then I supposedly should be cured. I'm not, but it's a LOT better. Tomorrow we have Ren Faire again, and hopefully it won't be too cold and windy. We only have three weekends left and as we go along now, it will be more into autumn and colder.


Here's a lovely autumn pic for all of you. It is my favorite season and I love the colors and promises that autumn brings to us.
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We had a wonderful time at Ren Fest yesterday. Usually there is banter at the front gate before opening, but since it was the 10th anniversary of September 11th, things were more solem. We sang Irish and Scottish funerary songs instead.

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So, my Assistant Manager finally kicked me out of the shop yesterday telling me to go to Urgent Care and get some meds. After waiting for an hour (thank goodness for my Nook)

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