Sick and corsets

This week was one of those weeks. Not really bad, necessarily, but not good either. Monday, I got paid (yay!). Tuesday, I got up to go to work, felt a bit ill, and went, "Nah, I'll be fine. I'll just make sure to grab some medicine over lunch." Two hours in, I could barely stand up straight and my head and sinuses felt like they were attempting to explode out of my head. I told Hubby that I was going home. Well, around 2:30 I get a call from Hubby going, "I'm sick. Please pick me up". I got up from my sleep, dressed (barely), and drove to grab him. Then we got home and passed out until 9pm. We then woke up, made breakfast for dinner, and passed out again. Yesterday, we both got up feeling alright and went to work. I had steadily felt better but Hubby steadily was feeling worse again. We got home, I went to visit a friend (more on that in a bit). When I got home last night, Hubby was in bed already with a huge migraine. When I woke up this morning, he had a fever, so I ordered him to stay at home. Thus the reason I am now at work, by myself, bored, and wishing I were home comforting Hubby. 


The visit with my friend last night was a lot of fun. We were supposed to meet up in Anaheim to go dancing but sadly, the club had closed for the week. So on the way home, when I was bummed out about it, Hubby suggested I call her and go hang out. So I did. We hung out, made coffee with my whipped cream, had brownies, watched youtube videos, chatted, and otherwise just hung out. It was amazing. Also, she had me try on one of her corsets she bought at a Ren Faire a while back. Let me tell you, it was the real deal. Bone and practically knee in the back tightening. It was amazing. And gorgeous. I was born in the wrong century.


Alrighty. Urgent project to finish up. Bleh.