Last night I was supposed to go to yoga. However, AF decided to arrive that morning so I cancelled going. I was super bummed about it because I haven’t been to yoga in ages. She alternates classes now to Thursdays and Fridays and I can’t go on Thursday because I freelance that night. This was the first yoga class in what seems like 100 years. I had to cancel the last one because of AF too. However, as the night wore on AF got worse, and I was glad I didn’t go. The first day is always the worst day (at least for me). Also, I had been slacking off on taking my vitamins, and I’m sure that didn’t help. I need to be better about that.
Thursday night I started to feel a little congested, but I thought it might have been from riding my bike in the cold. Company H is a little bit in the countryside which means it’s significantly colder out there than in the city. I can definitely feel the difference when I get into the city. However, when I woke up Friday I was more congested, and I’m wondering if it was the Family Mart employee who wiped his hands all over his runny nose before bagging my items and handing me my change who got me sick. I was so horrified, and I never wished I had alcohol wipes more than in that moment.
Today after breakfast I was cleaning up the tatami room (which throughout the week becomes the room where I dump all my shit), and I started to feel sick to my stomach. I took some medicine, but fucking hell can I get a break? Period. Cold. Stomachache. Sick x 3. Jesus. Leave me alone.
Mamoru has a big work test on Monday, so he’s been studying his brain off. Today I rode up to the Starbucks with him because I wanted a Starbucks, and I needed to pick up a few things from the ¥100 shop. The wind chill was awful. Afterwards I came home, had a hot shower, made some hot yuzu drink and turned up the heater which brings us to now buried under the covers, watching TV and listening to Small Lady snore beside me. This is how I plan to spend my day.
In a way I’m glad I got sick this weekend. I have absolutely nothing planned. Not a single show. Not a single anything. I actually have time to rest.
In other news, I’m getting my hair cut in less than a week. I can’t fucking wait. 🎶 “Hello, my new self.” 🎶
I’m off to rest and drink tea. Happy weekend.