Today I love feeling weird and odd and not my usual self. I love that I’m in that zone where I know I’m coming down with something and I feel it coming on but I’m not sick yet and am still able to function pretty well. I love that I’m all anxious about getting stuff done before I do get sick and that’s making me work hard. I love that I’m torn between hoping I don’t get too sick and hoping I get sick enough to have to spend time in bed with the Netflix and books and games and stuff. I love when I get to kick back and don’t have to feel guilty about doing that. I love knowing that when I am sick I will get better and I will enjoy getting better. I love that, just like the cold of winter, being sick gives me the chance to prove how tough I am. I love that I always have cloth hankies and when I’ve got a bug that messes with my sinuses I know those cloth hankies are going to be so much softer on my nose. I love that if I get sick now I’m pretty sure I’ll be better by Christmas.
Today I love that I’ve got big plans for the weekend. I love that they are big enough and exciting enough that I’m okay with not going to the cottage, even though I really miss the cottage when we don’t get there. I love how easy it is to buy tickets online and just print them out and I’m ready to go. I love that part of the weekend will be spent listening to great music and part of it will be spent curling. I love that this week is going so quickly, that there’s lots of food already prepared and in the fridge, that the laundry got done yesterday and that I’m on top of everything I normally do even though I feel a bit off my game.
Today I love the sight of birds in flight. I love hanging in my Wednesday office. I love the sounds of shop doors that have bells that jingle. I love Christmas decorations. I love people who greet each other on the street from long distances and yell to make sure they don’t miss each other. I love to watch people who meet and embrace without speaking.
Today I love drinking coffee while the curtain of malaise slowly lowers over me to allow my body to combat whatever I’m coming down with before the next act curtain rises.