Part Forty: Bon-Bons and Romance Novels

I've been trying to think of a way that I could possibly top yesterday's Badges of Honor photo update. But I still don't have my kidney pictures developed and not too much has been happening around here.

My morning routine, as of late, is to get up early when C goes to work and plop down in my chair with a blanket and the laptop. This morning was no different, and after C left, I was nestled in my chair for quite a while checking my email and blog and the news.

My only goal for the day was to walk one block away to my landlord's to drop off the November rent check. But outside seemed so cold and my chair was so comfortable that it took me awhile to pull myself away from eBay and planning my next Disney vacation. I feel guilty for wasting my mornings like this... but I've been scolded for cleaning the house and trying to do too much too soon. I'm assuming that I am almost expected to just lay on the couch and eat bon-bons and read romance novels or something.

A few hours later, I finally got up and put the laptop to sleep, determined to shower and get down to business. But somewhere between my chair and the bathroom, I took a detour and ended up back in bed. I was tired today, but never really intended to go back to sleep. My body decided otherwise.

I was woken up by the phone ringing a few hours later. It was Carrie.

My instinct when someone calls and wakes me up is to pretend like I wasn't sleeping. I answered in a cheerful voice but quickly dropped the facade once I realize who was on the other end. C laughed at me as I grumbled into the phone and she teased me about going back to bed. After her call, I got up and resumed my mission to pay rent before the end of the day.

I never really felt good after that. It's kind of like during summer vacation when I was a teenager and sometimes I would sleep too long and just wake up feeling awful. I've never been much of a napper and they always leave me feeling groggy. I don't know how much of my crappy feeling today was just too much rest... or because I didn't eat breakfast right away... or if any of it had to do with the fact that I donated a kidney a week ago.

As expected, it was chilly outside and I was glad that I wore my winter coat for my little neighborhood excursion. I dropped the check off for my landlord, then walked down to the post office to mail the postcards from my trip to Texas more than a week ago! (Sorry everyone.) I returned home down Grand South Grand and was lured into the video store by a special on video game rentals (2 for $10). I have a PS2 and lots of games with lots of life left in them... but thought maybe a new game would help pull me out of my early morning rut. I walked out with two game rentals and stopped at St. Louis Bread for a much needed sandwich... then returned home to start logging some serious time on my new games.

This is the part where I must disclose that I get motion sickness really really easily and a lot of video games make me sick. One of the ones that I chose included a skateboarding segment and the next thing I know, I'm not only feeling groggy from my nap but also nauseous. I'm assuming it was the game and not my sandwich that brought on my sickness. I had to shut off the game and get back in bed (AGAIN). So much for video games.

I should have stuck with the bon-bons and romance novels.