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I feel so ridiculously icky. It's not fair. I can't stop coughing. My throat is raw from all the coughing. My nose is all stuffy. I have a fever on and off. I'm just plain YUCKY. I am completely unamused. I'm seriously exhausted, but I can't yawn because my ears are all clogged. I just want a really good yawn! I'm not asking much!

I've gotten little done at work this week due to the ickiness, but I did get out all the seriously time-sensitive stuff. My client was out most of the week too, so I wasn't missed too much. Just a little.

On a slightly brighter note, I have to say I'm somewhat glad to put my twenties behind me. Seriously. My twenties were tumultuous. They were either ecstatically good or ridiculously bad most of the time. Things were definitely on the up side by the end. But overall, it was a period of transience, instability, and uncertainty for the bulk of the decade. Too many things were changing to keep track. I attended four schools in my twenties, worked at 5 jobs (Biospherics, nannying, SAIC, BearingPoint, and my current company), dated and broke up with four people, married one, divorced none (thank heavens), lived in 9 places, bought a house (not alone), had 4 roommates (not at the same time), got a foster son, didn't get pregnant, started keeping kosher and shabbos, had several pets (like it or not), lost friends, gained more, learned how to snake a kitchen sink (thanks V & J!), discovered an allergy to dogs I didn't previously suffer from, loved and was loved back, cried a lot, laughed a lot, learned how to change a diaper with one hand while rewinding the VCR with the other, had 11 or so kidney stones, lost my gallbladder, had pneumonia for the first (and hopefully last) time, mourned my grandfather, lost and gained, and so on.

I don't regret most things that happened in my twenties. But I'm not sorry to move forward, either. I'm really looking forward to seeing what happens in my thirties.

Aside from that, I'm going to continue sitting here coughing and feeling sorry for myself. YUCK. Oh, and I should think about cooking shabbos dinner.


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arosoff From: arosoff Date: February 3rd, 2006 03:54 pm (UTC) (Link)
Happy belated birthday!
magid From: magid Date: February 3rd, 2006 04:01 pm (UTC) (Link)
I had a touch of ick this week, which seems to have retreated in the face of all the ginger tea I've thrown at it. I'm also an advocate of lots of hot and sour soup; somehow the heat makes the throat not feel as sick.

Refuah shlaimah, and a toast to calmer and happy 30s :-).
kressel From: kressel Date: February 3rd, 2006 04:28 pm (UTC) (Link)

You're right to be looking forward. My Mom says the 30's are the best time of life.

Refua sheleima and thanks for the offer to put me in touch with your friend about the hormone treatments. Baruch Hashem, my son won't be needing them!
ichur72 From: ichur72 Date: February 3rd, 2006 05:40 pm (UTC) (Link)
Coughing = phooey. Not being able to yawn = argh. Refuah shleimah!
From: cecerose Date: February 3rd, 2006 06:14 pm (UTC) (Link)

Hope you feel better soon...

and Happy (Belated) Birthday!

I feel the same about my 20's -- I know I wouldn't the person I am today without those experiences. The 30's are fabulous, my only regret is I would have divorced my ex much, much sooner, but that's pretty much it.

The 40's are supposed to be even better and since I'm almost there, y'all get to hear about it ad nausem.
hannahsarah From: hannahsarah Date: February 3rd, 2006 10:03 pm (UTC) (Link)
You couldn't pay me enough to be in my 20's again. The learning curve is brutal!

Besides, everything before 40 is just a dress rehearsal. :-)

cleobatya From: cleobatya Date: February 4th, 2006 05:12 am (UTC) (Link)
so i have 3 years left to accomplish a lot...
mrn613 From: mrn613 Date: February 5th, 2006 12:38 am (UTC) (Link)
Someone told me last week on my birthday that I was "early middle aged". I'm 36. Primal scream going on here. Where does the time go?
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