The blog of Luther M. Siler, teacher, author and local curmudgeon
This has obviously been the best weekend ever, as I’ve spent the entire day in bed and have been in the bathroom every 45 minutes to an hour, all day, since about 7:30 this morning. I’ve already called in sick tomorrow. I have a job where I can’t get to the bathroom without someone else covering my class and even if I wake up feeling better I can’t risk it.
Whee.
Ugh.
I wanted a whole bunch of things to happen today, starting with being able to sleep past 5:45 in the fucking morning, and really nothing that I wanted to happen today went the way I wanted it to. Mind you, nothing terrible happened, although I did initially write “bad” and then edited it, but today was supposed to be a good day on several different levels and it just … wasn’t.
Tonight I’m going to start reading the last book Robert Jordan ever wrote, which may very well also be the last Robert Jordan book I ever read, assuming I don’t go back to his Conan books at some point in the future. I may just blast through the Brandon Sanderson books in September just to be done with The Wheel of Time. I’ve been sticking to one a month, which would have me finish up in November. Then again, there are two million new releases coming out in September, so spending three thousand pages on books that technically aren’t sitting on my TBR might not be the greatest decision I ever made.
First world problems, I know.
Walked out of work feeling totally fine, and by the time I got home I had some sort of Sinus Thing going on and an alarming amount of pressure building up behind my left eye. Obviously it must be the last week of August. As I do not have time for this shit on a number of levels, I have shot both nostrils up with Afrin and I am going to bed exceptionally early. I’m going to nuke this thing in its Goddamned infancy and hope I can make it go away quickly.
I have been tired and headachy all day, and seeing as how we have to go to Indianapolis for the day tomorrow and school starts Monday, I don’t have time to be sick right now. So I’m taking the night off and going to bed extremely early. Have a lovely evening, y’all.
Did you know the Indiana Dinosaur Museum exists? And it’s an actual dinosaur museum, and not a secret shrine to creationism, like you might expect from Indiana? One of my wife’s cousins is in town, and we were supposed to meet her and my brother- and sister-in-law there, and well, we did, but instead of exploring the Indiana Dinosaur Museum I got abruptly and rather disgustingly ill, and ended up spending most of my time either in the (impressively clean!) bathroom or the car waiting for them to finish the tour. Then we came home, cancelling the lunch that we were supposed to be hosting, and I went to bed for a few hours. I got up and watched France squeak by Paraguay, and … well, now it’s going to rain. There were no real plans to watch fireworks tonight (the Fourth of July has rarely been treated as much of a thing by my family, to be honest) and the rain would be preventing that anyway, so I’m watching it get dark super early and waiting for the sky to explode.
Speaking of disappointments, I was hoping for some horrible people to have bad things happen to them today, but it appears that that’s not happening either. I’m turning 50 tomorrow, and I’m not happy about it, and I really don’t know what kind of day tomorrow is going to be. I know I’m watching both of the World Cup matches– my devotion to watching soccer over the last month has been surprising even to me; it’s the only sporting event I pay attention to any longer, but I wasn’t expecting to prioritize watching nearly every match I could, and that’s what I’ve been doing.
So, yeah. America 250 is officially blech. We’ll see how Luther 50 goes tomorrow. What did you do with your holiday?
I woke up at 5:00 in the morning and couldn’t get back to sleep, which didn’t stop me from collapsing into bed a bit after noon and sleeping for six hours. I feel like hell and am going back to bed in a few minutes; I haven’t eaten all day and I feel like some food might be a good idea. Not sure if my wife and son still live here, either, so I should probably go see if they’re still in the house.
God forbid I let that streak die, though.
I woke up this morning with my eyes doing their best to leap out of my skull, leading to yet another sick day, meaning that I have one (1) personal day and no sick days left between now and the end of May. Had to cancel the observation and now both people will be in my room on Friday.
I hate this year. Hate it.
My stomach started cramping up immediately after dinner, which was 45 minutes ago, and I’m not going to tell you what I was doing for those 45 minutes, but guess the most unpleasant thing possible and you’re about halfway there. I’m going to take a bunch of medicine and go to bed and hope I don’t have to miss work tomorrow because I have Shit to Do.