Aren't all Monday's a sludgefest? They seem to be at least this time of year. For the past few years August has been a peak month for me. 2010 Wisconsin. 2011 Pigman/Savageman. 2012 Redman. 2013 MT50. 2014 MiTi?
I'm writing this on Tuesday (a retrospective) because on Monday I was remarkably uninspired to write anything at all. Fatigue is hard to convey. How do you get across the feeling of walking underwater? The inability to answer a question when asked? The lack of motivation to even walk down the hall to use the restroom?
To top it off, I had the tick bites to worry about. Also the continued feeling of something in my eye (eye Dr confirms I'm OK). And an aura! Awful day. But I was in good spirits, I wasn't too lousy to be around (I hope!), and I took the recovery seriously. I didn't even commute in! Thankfully 4 episodes of the the new ANTM season were on the DVR. :)
[Update on the ticks--they looked OK Monday, but as of this writing on Tuesday they are little red bumps. Not super inflamed angry bumps. Just little pin-prick looking things. I otherwise feel OK.]
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