...being sick, that is.
Dumb, stupid, no-good cold.
It was headache day today. Not only that, I spent the bulk of the day cleaning up a flood in the basement.
Dumb, stupid, no-good flood.
I've been desperately avoiding taking drugs for this. I finally broke down and bought a box of Neo Citran and a package of Extra-strength Halls. I miss good-ol'-English Hacks, but as the saying goes: "If it's good, they discontinue it."
Dumb, stupid, no-good discontinued-because-they-were-good Hacks.
I picked up a sound system rental at 7:30 this morning before visiting the chiropractor. Oh, and speaking of chiropractor, he cracks me up. Punn intended. You see, today I was all-a-crunch with adjustments. Five or six to be exact. And when I say "crunch", I MEAN "CRUNCH!" Just call me Snap, Crackle or Pop. Take your pick. Two of these were painful, too. I've RARELY had a PAINFUL adjustment. Apparently it's to be expected (being out of wack, that is) when you've had a cold. Hacking, coughing and sneezing all can cause subluxations. Today, I was the poster boy for subluxations. Only, I don't recall signing any royalty agreement. I'll have to look into that.
Dumb, stupid, no-good subluxations.
Can you tell I'm cranky? Drove rush-hour traffic across town and back today too.
Dumb, stupid, no-good rush-hour traffic.
Bedtime for Bonzo.