Day Sixty-three

I woke up this morning still itchy, twitchy, and bitchy. And it continued on and off all day, in between I just felt defeated. 

I had my blueberry smoothie for breakfast and some turkey cutlets and sweet potato fries for lunch. 

By the time I left my first job, I just felt totally frustrated and overwhelmed. I kept trying to pick a fight with my boyfriend but he wouldn't play along. He knows me too well and recognized that no matter what he said, he was gonna lose, so he just kept changing the subject. Then he finally told me to quit bitching about everything -- and I couldn't say anything because I knew he was totally right and that's what I was doing.

When I finished at the second job, I was just utterly exhausted and I just wanted to go home and curl up in bed in and stay there all weekend. My joints are all achey and I know I'm inflamed. HOWEVER, I no longer think it is just a reaction. I think I'm fighting a virus, because Mike has it too. So . . . I came home and made chicken soup for dinner.

I just put some chicken strips, baby carrots, frozen kale, granulated garlic, sea salt, a drizzle of coconut aminos, and some homemade chicken broth from the freezer in the pressure cooker. Quick, simple, safe, comforting, and healing.  

Now I'm going to sleep, and I may just sleep straight through til Monday. (actually I would hate that, I don't wans to miss the weekend!