Oh how I love the little things. I’m stillllllllll sick. It’s been 3 weeks on and off of this wretched cold. I’m sick to death of being sick.
Today though I’m just feeling grateful. I am grateful for family I can text and commiserate with. I’m grateful for sweet men who act like a date with me hacking is still fun, though I have to admit that WAS surprisingly good sex for a woman who can barely breathe. I’m grateful for sweet loves who bring me humidifiers and kisses and play WoW with me, because WoW made me not feel like I was in my f’ing apartment sick. I’m grateful for sweet comfortable pettings and snuggles and promises to get a hot toddy with me.
I can’t wait to see my murder for my birthday and have a nice relaxing celebration. I can’t wait to have a little Game of Thrones night or a nice drink with my loves. I can’t wait to see most of the people I love at a table, watching belly dancing and eating great food. Just feeling grateful and happy and hopeful, even if I do have the plague.
Oh.. and just because it’s funny… a comic from cyanide and happiness: