I hope today was not an example of what I can expect for the rest of the week.
6:30 am - Upset stomach and bowing to the porcelain god.
11:00 am - Phone rings. "Mom. The car won't start. I think the battery is dead."
11:45 am - Unsuccessful attempt to jump start the car.
11:55 am - Phone call to male friend: "Help" and then I started to cry.
Noon: Fix a piece of toast to help settle stomach. Feels like swallowing razor blades.
12:30 ish - Male friend shows up. More tears. Jump starts the car. We take battery to Autozone for a warranty swap. Finally good news.
2:00 pm: Struggle to download music from iTunes for male friend.
3:00 pm: Finally get music downloaded.
3:10 pm: Check e-mail for work. Discover I am missing all of my e-mail for the last two weeks.
4:00 pm: Male friend leaves. Spend an hour finding lost e-mail. Try to drink a coke but throat is too sore from bowing to the porcelain god this morning.
5:30 pm: Struggle to eat chicken and noodles for dinner. Feels like swallowing razor blades.
6:58 pm: Sitting on couch with redneck footrest (upside down laundry basket) hoping new Monday night shows will make me laugh.