Status Report: Thursday.

Do you know how freaky it is to hear your heart beat in your ear? My left ear (not the one eaten up by evil bacteria, but the one I had the earache in) still hurts sometimes, but thankfully not much.. but the pulse I can hear most of the time, to different degrees, and it kind of creeps me out.

Anyway, mainly what I wanted to say is that I was up at six this morning to go to work, but that plan was foiled by my burning, itching eyes, which appear to be growing in redness again, and my eyelashes were all flaky with dried tears. (Lovely, right?) I think I've actually caught pink eye again from my husband, who caught it from me. Does my bad luck never end this spring? Anyway, I called in sick again rather than risk giving it to all the lovely, lovely people I work with. And to avoid being at work with itchy, burning eyes, I guess.. I'm not entirely noble about it.. :)

Little bits.

Maybe I jumped the gun a little on the pink eye thing; my eyes have been itching and burning all day, but the redness didn't increase all that much. I suppose I just expect things to go wrong by now. We'll see how it looks tomorrow, but I suspect it'll be better. Or maybe I am just a hopeless optimist that cannot learn from previous days. Did you notice that I just referred to my pessimism in the same paragraph as I referred to my optimism? That is because the glass is both half-full and half-empty. Morons.

Something for the language-lovers among us: Wordcount. (This is code for "oh, wow, look! Sheer coolness, over there!")

My husband has been following me around for the last ten minutes yelling about the Cookie Monster. Sometimes, he takes things very seriously.