Now that the new neighbors have moved in, I thought I’d provide photographic evidence for all those who thought I made up the story of the NFL lineman (now retired) who mowed sans shirt. If you were curious about the house itself, here’s the listing. And for some reason, the realtor decided to make a video of the house set to music that would accompany certain scenes on a late night Cinemax movie.
I’ve been sick the last couple of days. Maybe my memory is a little foggy, but as a kid, rebounding from an illness was rather quick and being ill wasn’t so painful and uncomfortable. That doesn’t seem to be the case as an adult.
Sometimes I think it would be nice to be sick, to take a day off work and catch up on television or watch some movies. But the reality is as a sick adult, you just can’t get comfortable and are so spent you don’t want to invest any mental energy in anything – even watching television.
I think this was the worst case of body aches and headaches I ever had. Toss in a sore throat and infected sinuses and I had a real swell time.
When I get sick like this, I can’t help but think how much of a wimp I am. I’m sure my ancestors pushed through a lot worst things because they had to to make a living and support their loved ones. I’m also thankful I have access to modern medicine.
I’m a political and news junkie, but I’m even fatigued by everything going on.
The other day DaughterGeeding didn’t want to get something done because it was sprinkling outside. Trying to think of a quick analogy, I kidded her “Do you think the Egyptians stopped building the pyramids because of a little rain?” She shut me down rather quickly by telling me it was the Jews who build the pyramids.