Wasted Day

Man, I wasted a beautiful day today. I got up with every intention of getting the important stuff done and then enjoying this beautiful weather.

But, things went downhill fast. I couldn't shake this ridiculous cough and I got a terrible headache as a result of it. I "caved" and decided to take the antibiotics that had been prescribed for me by my doctor almost a month ago when I had bronchitis. And, I took a couple of ibuprophen for the headache. Then I decided to take a pillow, my gospel music, a glass of tea and a book out on the deck to relax and let the meds work.

While I was getting comfortable, I noticed wasps flying around looking for just the right spot to start building their nests--which is usually up inside of my patio table umbrella. So I decide to nip their little plan in the bud. I opened up the umbrella--the wasps seem to like to sneak into small little spaces and this would eliminate that.

Now I'm ready to take a little nap and enjoy the warmth of the sun and the smell of fresh air. I put my book over my face and fall asleep. I'm not sure how long I slept, but I know I did. I was awakened by the sounds that the wind was causing. My patio table was on the verge of tipping over because the wind was blowing up under the umbrella. No problem. I'll just crank her down--or so I thought. She wouldn't go down. I could crank it up until it wouldn't go any further but I couldn't crank it down. Now mind you, I didn't feel good to start with and I had just woken up. I didn't feel like fighting with this umbrella--especially with wasps flying around my head. But that's exactly what I had to end up doing. I got down on my hands and knees and tried to unscrew the set screw that was holding the umbrella pole in it's holder and that wasn't going to happen. So I started yanking with all of my might to get the stupid thing out of the middle of the table.

Yea!! I did it. And then the wind caught the fully opened umbrella I was holding in my hands and almost lifted me off of the deck. I dropped the darned thing, knocking over my drink which immediately started spilling onto the deck. Oh yeah, I'm real relaxed now--NOT!

So, long story short (or is it too late for that?) I did not enjoy my time out in the fresh air on my recently cleaned up deck. I came in the house, decided to go to the bank and on the way home get me something to eat. And that's exactly what I did. Then I sat down and ate my Chinese food, fell asleep, woke up and watched Jeopardy, e-mailed friends to cancel out on dinner tonight and now I'm sitting here depressed about wasting an absolutely gorgeous day.

In my defense--I feel guilty about not getting anything done or having any fun today, but I don't feel good. It's depression over not feeling like myself but I know I will feel better soon. It's just the getting there that sucks!