So I got up this morning with the intention of doing the bare minimum to make myself presentable for the bus stop. Still feeling the pressure of a congestion-filled head, and planning to spend my day taking care of the various sedentary tasks I have to complete, I put on a pair of grungy sweats and a big t-shirt. I had on no make-up, and was in dire need of a hair cut and an eyebrow waxing. After seeing Aidan safely on the bus, I nuked a frozen half Taylor ham sandwich on an Everything Bagel for my breakfast. I worked on my lists & such, and at lunch time grabbed myself a handful of garlicky rosemary crackers to gnaw on.
Have I drawn a vivid enough picture yet of the state I was in? The short description would be “sloppy-looking and reeking of onion.” Not a big deal. I had no intention of going anywhere today. I wanted to be well-rested and over the worst of this bug before I had to hit the road tomorrow for Baltimore.
At 12:15 pm, I opened an email message from a photographer at the newspaper asking if I could come down today for a quick photo shoot for the article they’re doing.
Oh, yeah, suuuuure. I’m totally photogenic today!
Yikes! So now I’m dressed, I’m wearing a bit of lipstick, and I think I’ve managed to beat my hair into submission. I still have to banish the garlic breath, though. And I probably still look like a sick person who should be relaxing on her couch, but at least I’ll have a good excuse when I inevitably end up unhappy with the pictures they take
I’ll see you all later – I have to go find me a mint somewhere…