The cold, and some Barenaked Ladies

So I’ve had a cold all week, since Sunday morning really. I blame it on mountain biking on Saturday – I did a lot of photography instead of riding, and when it started getting cold and rainy I was standing around in it instead of being active. I got a chill. By the time we got home from riding, I was freezing cold and couldn’t warm up. I took a hot bath, which seemed to help, and then a short nap before heading out to the Barenaked Ladies concert with Tara.

The concert was, naturally, fantastic. I always have a good time at their shows. We had seats on the floor, which meant that we couldn’t really see the whole stage because Tara and I are both not tall, but there were TV screens beside the stage by which to see. The benefit, to me, of sitting on the floor is that everyone stands up, and it everyone is standing up that means I can dance.

Yes, BNL Concerts are one of the few places that I will actually dance, and enjoy myself. I never did like going out to clubs to dance, it always felt really strange for me. The fact was, I figured people were likely watching other people dance at a club, and I didn’t want to be watched. At a concert, if I’m dancing, people probably aren’t watching me – they’re watching the band. And that is better for me. That way I can dance for me and not worry about what anyone else thinks.

I bought a BNL Iskin for my ipod, which is awesome. I also bought myself the ability to download the show from their website. I REALLY wanted to buy a hat, but I tried to be good and not spend too much money that we don’t have. Adam’s back working at the service centre, so his income’s been effectively cut in half, and we have to be more careful now.

Sunday we stayed home in the pouring rain and I edited photos. I had just enough energy to edit them and post them online, and I think that’s pretty much the last time I did much of anything besides stare blankly at my computer and go to bed early. I managed to do yoga once this week with Adam, but the congestion in my nose was terrifying while I did it (can’t breathe through the nose when it’s clogged,) so I didn’t try it again when he did it last night.

Otherwise, this week has been mainly get up, take dayquil, go to work (where things are INSANELY BUSY because of the Tour), take more dayquil, come home, attempt to eat dinner, take NyQuil, pass out. Repeat. Except for Wednesday, when we met up with Tara and Garnet for dinner downtown. I could only eat about five bites before getting them to wrap up the rest, and the trip home on transit with Adam felt painfully long. We got home, and I passed out.

It’s weird, it’s not a bad cold, it’s just incredibly tiring. I’ve barely kept up with anything this week. Taking today to try and catch up on things, since I feel so out of touch. I should do some laundry, and think about cleaning the horrifying mess that is our bedroom. The lack of bedroom furniture and places to put clean clothing is making me crazy again.

Adam didn’t get the job he interviewed for. He’s getting kind of depressed and frustrated. He’s usually a pretty positive person, but in the past while he’s just been getting incredibly negative – it’s hard to watch, and I feel totally helpless to do anything for him. I wish I could fix things. I can’t.

Dayle stinks. I should give him a bath.

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