fil stayed home to play zelda get better i feel like we are in groundhog day. i stay up later than him to read myself tired while he loud breaths and sweats the entire universe all over the bed then he wakes up earlier to play zelda and recuperate while i sleep in to make up for all my lost sleep.
the stir-crazy has made me pick at my face like mad i am hideous. today i don’t care i am GOING OUTSIDE. i asked fil if the only cure for getting better is wearing a dumpy sweatshirt and unattractive housepants. the answer is yes.
if i get his flu before and up to leaving for nyc i will go bananas it’s bad enough i am pre-menstrual and zitfaced.
