It’s Christmas Day and I’m not doing a damn thang today. (Yes I said thang not thing) My jingle bells are silent, my fa la la la la is gone. My nose is red like Rudolph because of this cold. My voice is totally gone like Silent Night and I’m coughing up phelm that looks like the grinch who stole Christmas.
I finally got back to sleep after a night of coughing up a lung and then I heard a ding. I didn’t think anything of the first ding then I heard another ding….ding….ding. All (beep) here comes the group texts saying Merry Christmas. I was in a total of 7-9 text groups. Um hm, that’s a lot of dings going off during the day. I should be grateful that people thought enough of me to add me to their group tests but when you don’t feel well the dings were annoying.
I decided I need my rest and to hell with everything else. My dress attire for the day was matching pjs. I didn’t comb my hair but I did brush my teeth. I’m talking about one half step away from looking like I’m homeless.
I’m starting to feel better but next year I’m going to ask Santa for a lump of coal instead of this cold.